After an hour of sleep, Eva rose up and started to prepare for Sweet Savor. She didn't want to go, especially not after what happened at Sensual Nights. But she couldn't risk losing the job at Sweet Savor, not after just getting it yesterday.
She stood before the mirror, brushed her hair, and let it fall down her shoulders. Her eyes were still heavy from the lack of sleep, and her movements were sluggish. Her hip ached and her back was sore from falling so many times while getting to the knife.
"The things I do to survive," she mumbled and exited the room.
"Going somewhere?" Liam asked when he saw Eva dressed and a new bag hanging on her shoulder.
Eva yawned and did a lazy stretch. A teardrop slipped through her eyelids. She winced as pain shot through her back but she pretended it didn't hurt so that Liam didn't find out.
Good thing I didn't get a sprained ankle, she thought.
"Yes. I need to go to work, or I'll be fired," she said, a finger wiping the single drop of tear.
