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Loviana's POV

Why do we even have dreams, when we may never achieve some of them?

*Sighs in broke*

When I was a kid, I had so many dreams. A big house. A big car. A big man. Scratch that last. A big bank balance.

But honey, Judging by the way my life is moving, I might never achieve them. I am barely hanging by a thread. I barely make enough money for myself. I send the most of what I earn to my mom. Yes, I am a very filial child, but who am I kidding. I don't have anyone except her.

I cursed as stumbled upon a twig, I guess. Or a root, or a broken pavement tile or something. I didn't bother to look at it. I could not care less and was already tired of my life. Weird. I'm not even 30 yet I'm done. I cursed myself for sleeping in till late. Had I woken up early I would have done this grocery shopping earlier. But No. I had to cater to myself with some precious sleep. Sometimes I think I'm spoiling myself too much with self love.

Yes, You guessed it right, you can say I'm a bit self obsessed but why not? I know I deserve the world.

The sound of heavy footsteps behind me brought me back to reality. I checked the time on my phone, it was 8:30 pm. I gripped my bag on the side and picked up pace. The person behind me picked up the pace too. As I was about to start running, a pair of hands grabbed my waist and I reflexively grabbed my bag and swung it on to them even before I screamed. But my bag just flew in the air. No one was there.

Am I going crazy? I'm pretty sure I felt someone following me closely.

I saw a brunette bending down close to ground, with hands above her head in a protective stance and then I heard her laughing .

"Very funny, Skylar." I glared at her.

She stood up wheeze-laughing."I'm sorry, babe. Did I scare you?"

"Of course you did. I thought it was some creepy perv." I placed my hand on my heart and to calm my frantically beating heart.

"Sorry babe." She cried making a pout as if she was guilty. But her eyes told a different story. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around me. I didn't her hug her back as I was angry but how could I not forgive her.

You almost forgot you had her in your life. Your bestie.

She was that one important person to me other than my mom. I had known her for 4 years now. And never had I felt so loved by someone not of my blood. She was that one friend who would stand with me against the whole world.

"Now lets go do some grocery shopping." She suggested letting go of me.

"You don't have any clients tonight ?" I asked her as I turned to walk ahead.

"I had but he cancelled. He texted me to come to a hotel tomorrow." She put her hands in her jeans pocket which only made her look cooler. She was more of that hot woman with chill personality. Skylar was a dancer. She worked in London's dance club. Yeah. You are right. Those high paying ones. She was a wonderful person. She loved what she did but she was also doing it to support her family as the pay is high. We had similar traumas maybe thats why bonded so well. Her dad abandoned her family. So did mine in a way.

"Oh wait. How did you know I was here?" I raised a brow.

"I went to our apartment and checked the fridge there wasn't much food in it and I immediately knew that you would be out here. So I was kind enough to I join you since I have no clients today."

I stuck out my tongue to tease her and she did the same.

"I forgot to tell you. I've got a job interview tomorrow that too in a hotel."I informed.

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