“Ellie, I am not going to let you work over there!” My dad’s voice booms in the house. He looks more than ready to argue, and I am not backing down either. We are in the living room and he is sitting on the couch with his laptop on his lap. “It is just a job at a coffee shop, dad! I can’t be a kid forever, I am 19 years old!” I argue back, and he scoffs. “So you think you are all grown, huh? Why do you even want to work? I have provided everything you need, you have more than enough for you and generations to come. Why do you want to be a slave in a coffee shop?” He closes his laptop and turns his full attention to me as he makes his point. “A slave?” It’s my turn to scoff. Is he being serious right now? “You know what a slave is? A slave is being under the rule of your mafia father and not being able to be a normal teenager, that’s slavery!” I yell at him and he stands on his feet, causing the laptop that was on his lap to fall to the floor with a thud. “Ellie, don’t you dare ta

I have always seen this coffee shop from the outside, but I have not really entered it before.It is quite beautiful and homey.It is evening hours and the sun will soon be setting. Customers are scattered around tables in the place, but it is not full.Coffee shops are usually full in the morning hours or noon. At least that is what Selena has told me.“Do you think she would be here?” I ask Selena and she scoffs lightly.I am referring to her aunt that owns the place.“Kendall is always here, where else would she be?” She replies to me.She leads me to the counter and then asks a thin blonde guy that works as the cashier.“Hey, Steve. Where’s Kendall?” She asks him and the boy stares at me.“Wow, who is she?” He avoid Selena’s question and asks.“I have not seen her around here, is she new in town?” He continues to ask and Selena rolls her eyes.“Steve, you creep, leave my friend alo