My Definition of Love

Life is so unpredictable, Very unpredictable. Or am I just good at nagging and blaming myself for my predicament?, Elsa asked herself as she watches her reflection on the mirror. "How on Earth did I get here?" She asked herself again, and paused for a while and let out a loud cry "who am i?, Why am I created into this world?, I guess I'm just good for nothing" she stares and cry for a while and before she realised herself, it was already past Seven O'clock in the morning, and she was late for a job interview she applied for online. She rushed to the bathroom immediately, took a shower and wore her favourite yellow shirt which she calls her "Lucky charm" it was a birthday gift from her Mom and the only memory left of her. And her black tight rubber skirt which brought out her figure eight shape. She ran a comb through her black curled hair, and rushed out with a pair of black shoes. Finding a taxi wasn't easy for her so she ran through a car and stopped it, the car stopped and she entered and asked the driver to take her to Penthagon Criscent Hotel. The driver was in a hurry to deliver a package and drove past a short cut road. On getting to his destination she took the package and asked the driver to turn back to her direction and before he could say a word, she threw the package on the floor. And then a six feet tall, black haired, handsome breath taking young man approached them. He asked what the problem is but she ignored him and asked him to mind his business without even looking at him. She went straight to get another taxi and then she realised that she was already in Penthagon Crescent Hotel. She felt sorry for her actions toward the driver but she was some minutes late for her interview so she rushed into the building, got to the reception and she was led to an office. She knocked and a voice ushered her to go in, then she received a big shock...