Mindy stepped into the restroom, the faint hum of the café fading behind her as she closed the door. Leaning against the cool wall, she let out a heavy sigh, the weight of the morning's rush settling on her shoulders. This job was turning out to be far more demanding than she had anticipated.
As she sat on the closed lid of the toilet, Mindy's mind raced with doubts and exhaustion. The urge to give up, to walk away from the chaos and relentlessness of the café, tugged at her thoughts. Maybe focusing solely on her studies would be the easier path, she mused, her resolve wavering.
But then, like a beacon cutting through the fog of uncertainty, the faces of her mother and siblings flashed before her eyes. The thought of them, relying on her, depending on her to ease their burden, reignited the flicker of determination within her.
