"I'm sorry, Miss. Anastasia but this case doesn't have any head." Her attorney, Richard, informed her dolefully as she walked out of the city High court.
So, this was it?
A relationship she had groomed for 3 years crashed overnight and instead of leaving her happy or giving her a chance to love again, he ripped her and consumed her with debt.
"What should I do?" She walked in the bustling street.
The opportunity she had last time had gone because she failed to respond to their email. She had no job, she had no money to even start something up.
"Why? Why me?!" She clenched the parcel to her chest, taking her attention away from what was happening before her.
When she saw 60% debt, she felt it was for one person and little but it dawned on her when several calls and text messages came in.
Noah was a chronic debtor.
Immediately, her phone rang, disrupting her attention.
"Yes?" It was an unknown number. She sobbed.
