Prologue

1 years ago

Koeli

@Koeli

It was kind of weird to  leave my hometown. But I had no option. After my father's death, I was  almost a broke except the two-bedroom apartment in London. But in order to move on I needed money. It was impossible to complete my studies while staying in London without any money for my living. I was lucky enough to get a buyer for the apartment soon at a generous price.

I have lost fifteen  kilos in three months. And I am sure I look pretty thin, pale and droopy. I worked my ass off as a cleaner in a cafeteria near my apartment. Rob, my boss was a generous guy. He always insisted to have food from the cafeteria. I used to refuse to take any help, but when my stomach gave in and I fainted on the guest's table, I had no option but to take it. But that didn't go for long, since he had some ultra motive. I was always the last person to stay back in the café after the  closing time since I had to arrange the chairs and clean the floor to make it ready for the next day.

And then, one night i was the victim of his assulation. I could taste tacky alcohol when he shoved his  thick, yucky throat inside my mouth. I almost gagged and tried to push  him back. But he was muscular compared to my stick figure. I tried to  fight him back but when he tried to tear my apron, I kicked him  in-between his legs making him release me instantly. He tumbled on the  floor curing me furiously. Taking this opportunity I kicked him one last  time, this time with my 4 inch heel all most at the same point making  him wince in pain and ran other of the cafeteria holding my dear life.

There was no time to cry  on what had happened. I unlocked the door of my apartment and took my  essentials then locked it back before running out of the areas.

Julia, one of my  colleagues in the cafeteria, convinced me to stay with her till my  apartment was sold when I called her up and told her about the whole  incident. Still there were no tears. I couldn't afford to shade them  since I have to collect myself and move out of this place and I knew if I  because an emotional fool at this moment I will loose every hope  whatever was left with me.

After almost 10 days I  heard good news from the real estate agent that someone wants to buy my  apartment. After that there was no looking back. Once my apartment was  sold I paid back Julia the expanses that I had incurred during my stay  in her house. Initially she didn't accept but even she didn't have a  choice because her condition was also not very different from mine and  each penny was a lifeline.

It was a little hard to  part ways from her since she had became a good friend of mine, specially  because she game be shelter when I needed it the most. Unlike my father  who lost every penny my mother earned before she die in pneumonia  gambling and bringing hookers in our apartment she helped me out even  when I had no blood relation with her.

Luckily he left the apartment for me, or maybe he didn't get opportunity to gamble that before he died due to alcohol overdose.

**