Passion's Pitfalls

Chapter 23

"I'm sorry Miss but there is no name as Aurelia Henderson under this offer."

Aurelia's heart sank as the receptionist spoke.

"There's no offer for you here, and we're not hiring at the moment," the receptionist said again, her voice gentle but firm. "It sounds like you've been scammed. I'm really sorry."

Aurelia felt like the ground had been pulled out from under her. She had been so sure that the offer was real, that her life was finally going to change for the better. And now, it was all crashing down around her.

She had come all this way, given up her old job and her apartment, only to find out that the offer she had received was a scam. How could she have been so gullible? And what was she going to do now?
She felt like a fool, standing there in the reception area of a company she didn't even work for. She tried to gather her thoughts, but it was hard to think straight. Her life was in shambles, it felt like she was in the middle of a nightmare.

"Is there anything I can do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what to do."

The receptionist shook her head, her expression sympathetic. "Well, I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help you here," she said. "You might want to contact the police about the scam, though. It's possible that others have been affected as well."

"No....this can't be happening" she cried.

"Can I get the date you were interviewed?"

Aurelia sigh almost in tears..."I wasn't called for one"

The woman looked up from the desktop to Aurelia, her face perplexed. "This is a big, reputable company, We don't hire people without interviewing them first, and we certainly don't make job offers by email. I'm so sorry that someone took advantage of you like this."

"I don't even have anywhere to go, and I don't have a job. I feel so lost." The receptionist's expression softened. "I wish I could help more,"

Aurelia walked out of the building, the sun was shining brightly, but she barely noticed. Her eyes were blurred by tears, and her head was spinning. All she could think about was the money she had wasted, the job she had lost, and the hopelessness of her situation. Maybe she could find work at a bar, or a restaurant because going back to Seattle can't be on the list. As she entered her hotel room, she looked around at the luxurious furnishings and the breathtaking view of the city. But it all felt empty now, the beauty of the place overshadowed by the reality of her situation. She couldn't afford to stay here, and she had no idea where she would go next.
She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, hoping to find something to eat. But it was empty, just like her future. She sank down on the floor, tears streaming down her face.

"I should have listened to you Tristan."

She cried.