Chapter 80-Character Assassination
Helanie:
After he left and I threw up, I went to bed to rest. Honestly, I wasn’t feeling well. My head was pounding, and everything around me seemed to spin.
The thought of being accused once again of something I didn’t do had taken a toll on me. On top of that, the embarrassment of accidentally flashing Norman and finding out what people back at the pack had been saying about me just added to the mix.
The next day felt different. I refused to sit around doing nothing. I needed a job. Emmet had covered my admission fees and other expenses, but he couldn’t pay for everything. I didn’t want anyone to feel like I was using them or that I relied on their money.
"Hello, I was looking for a job and heard that this pack doesn’t require any specific qualifications for hiring--" I tried to speak softly to the woman behind the counter.
It was a small café, and I felt surprisingly comfortable there. The moment I stepped in, I just knew I could work here.
However, while she was all smiles with the other customers, her expression changed the moment she looked at me, hardening.
"A rogue?" she raised an eyebrow. She appeared to be in her late forties, with piercing blue eyes and short, curly blonde hair.
"Yes," I said, choosing my words carefully. "I saw the ad, and it said even rogues are welcome to work here."