REBELLIOUS LOVE.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN.

ADORA P.O.V:

The sunlit and the sound of chirping birds didn't help my eyes to open slowly with a smile on my face; my body didn't rise with grace, or stretched my arms like a cat; my hair was not shiny like a diamond. Rather it was the irritation in my body from the blazing sound of my phone-alarm blasting in my ear that forced my eye-lid to open and my body to rise with stiffness and messy hair, tangled like the earphone left in our bag.

My feet walked like a drunk-woman, and took me to the bathroom. My half closed eyes managed to pull out the toothbrush. My arm splashed water on my face with a little force to make my eyes wide open; it worked.

My eyes took time to appreciate the beauty of nature while my feet worked with paddling the paddles of the bicycle and my body was covered with black sports attire.

Currently, My mind is trying to figure out the words coming out from the Individual who is known as a professor. My mind is in havoc and my soul wants to die from the attack of the subject, finance. My heart is missing the memories of the morning and my tongue is missing the taste of the cereal and pancakes.

I walked on my way without the company of my friend. Whilst eating breakfast, I checked my phone and received two Important emails. One was a disappointment and the other one was hope. Human nature had 0.1% exception to have a placement in the company. Unfortunately, 0.1% died seeing the rejection email from the company. My heart was quickly stitched seeing the email from the cafe where I applied for the Job and hoped for the placement.

I was met with a middle-aged business-woman, the owner of the cafe. She didn't raise many questions when she saw my profile. There weren't many people for the Interview. In fact, there were only five including me. She laid out the rules of the cafe and appointed me as an accountant of the cafe.

My day was pleasant. It started with Irritation and ended with pleasure. My desire and desperation was fulfilled with convenience. My greedy-self loved the newly-opened, fifteen-minuetes walking distance from home, small cafe. The mind and the heart were convinced and agreed with the offer and the work. My heart was dancing hearing the amount and my mind danced together with my heart analysing, weighing the pros and the cons making the pros a winner. The happiness was shared on dinner with my room-mate with laugh, excitement and appreciation.