I was watering the plants in the garden to divert my attention because I can’t stop thinking about the rejection emails I have received yesterday. I have been bothered about it all night that I only had four hours of sleep.
Ambrose texted me this morning that he couldn’t go home yet which was good because I still don’t know how I could look at him in the eyes after our conversation over the phone.
I sighed hard as I stared at the plants. “Do you think I should leave?” I asked the yellow dandelion in front of me. “I was thinking of leaving once I get a job. I have a lot of loans to pay for. Ambrose was too kind to loan me clothes and even a phone.”
The dandelion danced with the force of the water coming from the hose that I felt like it’s nodding at me. I smiled weakly. “I should leav
