''Arggggghhhh' I screamed inwardly.
It was another Monday morning and as usual,I was lazy to get up."Weekends are just so fast",I complained to no one in particular.I stretched lazily while doing some mild exercise.I finally gathered enough strength to get up while yawing repeatedly like an hungry child.
'As if you are not hungry',My inner self whined.
After doing my business in the bathroom,I settled for a denim jean and round neck.I paired it with my comfy sneakers and took my tote bag.I'm not a fan of makeups so I just settled for my lip gloss and earrings.
"I think I'm good to go",I smiled,while looking at the mirror.I blew myself a kiss, chuckled and went to the living room.
Grandma was awake as usual.She has such a bubbly personalty and funny as hell.
She teases me a lot too."Granny,good morning",I said engulfing her in a tight hug.
" You're choking me young lady and I told you to call me granny Emma at least since you refused to call me Emma",she said while rolling her eyes playfully."Good morning to you too,dewdrop",she finally replied my greetings to which I grinned like a child.
"I just prefer granny",I winked at her while smiling.She glared playfully at me.
" I made waffles,and your coffee is on the table",she told me.
"That's so sweet of you granny",I kissed her forehead and grabbed my breakfast, devouring it like an angry lion.
After twenty minutes,I was finally ready to leave the house.I bid granny goodbye, grabbed my bag and hurried out of the house.I hailed the first cab I saw and went straight to the bakery.I am Abigail Albertson,but everyone calls me Abby.The only child of my parents.They died in an autocrash when I was four and granny has been taking care of me ever since.I studied Business administration in the uni and I'm a graduate.I'm currently 23 years old and although I haven't gotten my desired office job,I work at my parents bakery,where we produce all kind of cakes,bread,chinchin and stuffs including a coffee section.So,I'm employed in a way.I have a best friend who's in another town for work.Her name is Kithara and she's the sweetest.I live with my grandma of course as I don't want her to stay alone.....yeah,I have a boyfriend.....'you fucking don't,you guys broke up.. remember'?.....my inner self reminded me.
I think I'm not over Jacob yet,we've been dating since uni and he cheated on me a month ago so I had to end things.I'm officially single and yes....that's all about me.After some time,the cab stopped and I realized that we'd gotten to the bakery.I paid the cab man and walked into the bakery.
"Hi Abby,Greg greeted me,he was one of the workers in the bakery.
" Good morning Greg,how are you doing today?",I asked him cheerfully.
"After seeing your face,I'm perfectly okay",he grinned at me.
" That's amazing ", I smiled and proceeded to my section.
Greg and I were around the same age so we got along really well plus he was a nice guy.
Customers kept trooping in and before I knew it,it was time to close which I was happy about.I packed some snacks for granny and left the bakery.
YOU ARE READING
My Perfect Love.
RomanceLife indeed is not a bed of roses.Looking back now,I think I can actually say that I've experienced the good and bad part if not worse. But there's always a silver lining in the dark as they say;for I found my perfect love and everything made sense...