“Goodmorning!” Olivia sang while I got into the car. Even yesterday after she had brought me home we had texted the entire night.
In the beginning, I felt a bit threatened and thought she was cold, but she was just a cute person who was trying to be my friend. I couldn’t shake off the feeling of me eventually having to tell her about my pregnancy and that it was never my plan to stay there for too long. “You’re in good spirits.” I said, appreciating her bright smile.
“Of course I am, tomorrow we have a day off!” Olivia cheered. Only now it had occurred to me that I started my first day unusually early on a Thursday instead of the typical Monday but I had no right to complain.
“And are you used to getting up early?”
I looked over at Olivia. “No, at my previous job I never had to get up this early.”
“Oh, what did you do?”
My mind went numb as I mentally smacked myself for getting into this situation. “I- uhm, a club,” I told her.
