Chapter 30

I was more naïve, so I sacrificed my body art and acted so that we could survive.

I tried my luck on modeling but most of the photographers are perverts so I stopped.

But somehow I was able to save money by modeling in local magazines back then, but it was also spent because I was paid for Dad’s therapy.

We did this therapy when I worked together. We want to restore Dad’s self-confidence. Since then it hasn’t come out.

My salary here at the coffee shop is divided by daily expenses.

“Liz, come here.” Miranda calls me.

I met him when I was new at the coffee shop owned by Mrs. Hernandez.

Miranda has been working here at the coffee shop for seven years.

It is two years older than me. I used to think that he was cursed, but he was kind, he agreed with everyone here in the coffee shop. Even though he teased me the first time I went to school, we became friends.

Close friends even.

I immediately remembered my old friends. I don’t