CHAPTER 2

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WINSTONIA....

Toni is busy getting dressed when the door to her bedroom slams opens, frightened she covers her breasts with her blouse.Only to see it's her father and one look at him tells her he is drunk,his hair is all disheveled,one sleeve of his shirt is rolled up,a few buttons is missing and the red look in his eyes scared her further.

"Da-d..d..."She stammered."Are you okay?"
He stepped further into her room,Toni slowly retreated backwards as she does that she quickly wears her blouse.Today she is suppose to go for the interview as a nanny in the Capital of Italy where all the rich are staying.She doesn't want to be late for this meeting because she needs this job,with their bills piling up it's getting difficult by day.

"Why isn't there breakfast waiting."Her dad slurred.

"I'm...I'm still getting ready father,give me a five minutes then I'll prepare it."

He staggered closer to her,Toni holds her breath she doesn't want to make any move or else she'll get another beating.Her father is very unpredictable lately and even if she doesn't do anything he'll still hit her anyway."Get a move on you bitch!"

She flinches at his word,even till now she isn't used to all his vulgar words and she never thought her own father would treat her in such a manner,she always tells herself that the first chance she gets she's out of here without looking back.Because she is sick and tired of how her father is treating her,he has no regard that she is working her ass off to pay for his endless debts.

All she gets from him is bitterness and resentment,her heart aches because she misses her mother more than anything.She has no one she can talk to....not even real friends all because her father is controlling majority of her life.Any hopes of ever finding a man who'll love her and take her far away from here....died two years ago when she realized no one is going to come and save her,she has to do it herself,and if she'll want to get married and have a family one day then she must escaped from here....far from her drunkard father.

After her father left she quickly wore her sneakers and headed for the kitchen to make his breakfast.She can't eat with her father and whatever food she makes he finishes it then she's left with nothing but crumbs.Toni has trained herself by now only to eat when there is...other than that she doesn't.For her age she is rather small and tiny five feet tall,the not eating properly isn't helping either.

She can't remember the last time she had a proper balance nutrient full meal,she can't complain though.... she's alive have a roof over her head and food to eat.... sometimes.There are people who have neither and she's grateful that her father hasn't beaten her to death.

When she was done with breakfast she didn't waste a second to dash out the door,she'll be late for her interview and she prays to God that she doesn't get fired before actually having the job.She has hid some money for emergencies and today she's going to need it for a cab if she doesn't want to be extra late.

The woman she's going to see is Ariana Valetti....Valetti....that surname gives her unwanted cold chills,she hopes the woman isn't as cold as her surname, because she has met some really uptight and snobbish rich people who look down on those they feel are beneath them.

Don't get her wrong though,there are some rich people who are very kind but the ones she has met so far,are nothing but disrespectful and rude and she stays away from such people because they'll find any opportunity to exploit you.As they are driving her gaze flickers around her outside through the window. Italy has many beautiful places and one day she'll explore it.

"Milan..."Toni softly whispers to herself, she's heading into Porta Garibaldi,she had to take two taxis...one that takes her into Milan and the other to Porta Garibaldi,she is in awe with this place and all the historical buildings she's seeing.Milan is Italy's most expensive place and someone like her can only dream of living in a place like this.

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