Chapter-7: Pout

Sya's POV: It'd been a week and everything was going according to what I'd expected. I asked Helena if I could work at the cafe and guess what? She said yes! A bloody yes! I would have been surprised if I didn't already know what she and her dick of a son are planning to do to me. Anyways, at least I could spend a good time before dying. Honestly! I don't want to live either. I have nothing to cherish in my life. I have no family and who would be stupid enough to accept a weirdo like me. I'm broken, with so much emotional baggage. So, I'll pretend to be a little optimistic. I'm pretty good at being pretentious, anyways. I had been working at the cafe after college. Helena said I could work there but I had to be back home before John came back since telling him was definitely not a great idea. It was doing way better than I'd thought. Maybe, they're letting me enjoy a little before they poison me to death or something. The manager, Jason, was a nice man and the other staff members