"You aren't a loser", someone said.
"Mrs. Twist! I'm sorry the food was nasty, I thought it too", I smiled and wiped my tears away smearing the mascara a tiny bit, but that wasn't my concern.
"Hush dear, I'm sorry for being mean", she sighed.
"No madam, you are completely correct, please don't apologise", I forced a smile but she shook her head.
"Y/N, please", she helped me sit on a chair. "I was being mean because most girls that Harry dated, just wanted his money", she confessed, "and I just don't want my son crying and all depressed because of a girl, but you're different", she smiled. "Harry told me that when you two went to the Bahamas and Bora-Bora that you spent for the fare and the whole trip, he didn't want you to but you were stubborn", she chuckled, and so did I.
"Yeah, he doesn't even want me to work but I love what I'm doing and I work for the money I spend", I shrugged, "I don't really buy stuff and use his credit card but he says so and he gets angry if I use my money", I smiled.
"What's you job anyways dear?", she asked. I'm a prostitute. Nah, I'm kidding.
"I teach special children ma'am, deaf, blind, autistic and all kinds", when I said that, she smiled.
"What inspired you to do this?"
"Well, I have some friends who have children with special needs, they send them to normal schools because special schools are more expensive", I paused, "and they get bullied because they're different, so, I volunteered to this school but they insist that I get paid because I work extra hours", she smiled from ear to ear.
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry for judging, I just want my son happy", she teared up and he hugged me tight.
"It's ok Mrs. Twist", I hugged back, "I understand".
"Please, call me Anne instead", she smiled and tucked some hair behind my ear, "how can I make it up to you dear?", I knew what.
"Well", I smiled, "I bought some tickets to Paris that was really meant for Harry and I because he has been busy", I paused, "I will forgive you if you go there instead and have fun, I heard that you're stressed and Gemma too", I exclaimed, "so, what do you say?"
"It benefits both of us", she winked, "now, lets go back to the movie before it ends!".
Now, it's a year after this incident. Anne has been spoiling me a lot and she volunteered to plan our wedding.
