ELENA'S POV

You only enjoy it when you don't fight it.

Just like ninety nine percent of the world's population, I hated my job. My life. It was going to be like this until Lucas was out of my life.

Ria's assurance the other day had given me some sort of booster. Mostly to my withering self esteem. But it still did not make me any happier as I was getting used to carrying a long face about.

My tongue was always sharpened to retort back at any comment that processed negative in my head. Even when Lucas wasn't anywhere nearby.

Anyways, today was another day. At work. With Lucas....