Chapter 11

Mia Pov

I walk out of the pub after my audition and feel lighter than ever. I look up at the sky and smile.

"Mama, Papa. I made it. I am finally going to be a singer." When Domonic and Scott offered me the job I knew I was going to take it. The money only sweetened the deal.

I walk towards my car and see an internet Cafe. No time like the present to draft those resignation letters. 

" Hello. How may I help you? " The guy behind the counter asks me with a smile. 

"I would like to use one of your computers to draft letters. I don't know how long I am going to be."

"Right this way miss." The guy leads me towards one of the open computers. He logs on for me and moves out of the way for me to sit down. 

I opened up a word-document and decide to keep my resignation letter to the strip club short and professional. My letter to the restaurant was more emotional. Uncle Max the owner is like a father to me. 

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