Summary
That night again I find myself in the white rose garden with a white dress and a cape over my head walking among the white roses slowly bending over and smelling them only this time something changed in the dream that I look at the white ros...
My life is not vibrant but normal and stable With a neat and boring job at a very respectable accounting firm in London "Benjamin Andreas", after I finished my studies, my good friend Camille Andreas, Beautiful Camilla with a mesmerizing smile, almond eyes and jerky curls, arranged for me to work with her father's office at the beginning I hesitated, I did not really want to work for her father and it would not destroy our relations between us, We are friends. Camille understood my expression at that moment and gave me a blow on the shoulder and a wink. "Do not worry, even if we fight a cat fight. He will never destroy your place of work. "But wait a minute I have not been accepted yet?I was stunned ," I sent a resume to his office She laughed and made a face Do not worry with your grades You'll get anywhere You little witty and stop thinking , I made a sour face And said you're right But"... I have not finished the sentence And she said" Oh, stop it, The matter is closed and "!
I opened my eyes and returned well," OK!
...Thanks anyway! "
...Always sis".
I have to prove myself there, the salary is good and finally a serious job. And these dreams destroy my sleep and actually destroy my life. After a quick preparation of the coffee I sit down, formulate properly and think what it takes to come back and check how many times it's all good and send it to a breathy e-mail and say quietly that's over. I am happy that I work in the great office of Benjamin Andreas, who is also my boss. My family, it's not that I do not feel good there.I am happy that I work in the great office of" Benjamin Andreas", who is also my boss. This is the job I wanted and feels belongs to, maybe a little. I always felt different and did not belong to my family , my family is warm and loving and excellent, they are not my biological family. They adopted me as a baby girl, That's how I was told that I was fifteen, a teenager with blond hair and green eyes sunlight changes them into silver
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My mother said that I had beautiful and special eyes. I would reply with a crooked face, "Yes, something wonderful." My white skin is pale and thin and small. In short, I do not like what I look like.
,I was a diligent student with conservative clothes and neat hair always answered first in the classroom but the girls in the class did not treat me well, no girl came near me and everyone in the hallway would give me the sign of a loser on their forehead and I did not understand why they treated me like that, I did not do anything to them Crying every day after school.
Mom was in the kitchen I would run into my room slamming the door and crying deeply and my mother would come into my room and take my hands and hug me and says that it is okay It is only adolescence and jealous you will see that it is something passing,
I looked at her with curious eyes and said, Is there something I do not know? what you are not telling me?
