Tears

My legs won't stop shaking as I wait for my ex-boss. I called him as Adal said, "you have to get out of there as soon as possible," and here I am, waiting for him inside the café. Today I had no trouble getting out of bed, the circus owner was not in the room. But before my luck ran out, I got up, took a shower, and left, thinking I was going alone. I was wrong because, by order of the owner, a driver is now at my service and will accompany me wherever I go. This is my life now, and dealing with it is one of my goals.

"Thanks for waiting," he says as he walks in, and I shift nervously in my seat. "I was in a meeting."

"Don't worry," I shake my head, and now that I have him in front of me, everything I was going to say has disappeared, my mind is blank. "I haven't been waiting long."

I grab my cappuccino cup and start sipping it as if it were water. The nervousness is killing me. He gets comfortable and tells me to drink a glass of water because he suddenly felt his throat dry.

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