7:18am
Another two weeks without seeing Mark.
How painful.
"Welcome!"
I look up in anticipation of seeing Mark. But, it's only a regular customer.
"Speak to them." My aunt grits her teeth.
I back away from her, my fear possessing me.
"Yes ma'am." I bow.
She glares at me and walks away.
She hates me.
And I hate myself just as much.
