Chapter 1
Abiona pov
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Ugh why do I have to wake up I was in the middle of Jimin and I wedding ceremony. With a loud sigh I got up heading to my small bathroom. Yes as you can guess I’m not rich nor am I poor, guess you say I fall in the middle class category but a little poor to the poor side ever since I came to Russia to live. After brushing my teeth and taking a bath I headed out of the bathroom to my not so big closet and took out a black long sleeves-turtleneck along with a plaited skirt that stops a few inches above my knee. I paired that with knee length high heeled boots.
Looking it the mirror I let out another sad sigh. See I’m not certainly not a ‘small’ girl but I’m also not fat. I’m somewhat in between and that brings me lots of insecurities. I’m 5’5 which didn’t help with my thick thighs. I have Coiley hair that’s reached just below my shoulders. My lips are full and I have honey brown eyes and lastly a stomach which everyone noticed and seems to hate. I prepared breakfast while I wait for my driver that I called minutes ago. Getting a notification that my driver is here I headed outside. Once seated he immediately took off. The ride was awkwardly silent leaving me to be lost in muy thoughts. What if they’re racist? Or I don’t get the job? My new start will disappointedly no longer exist. Lost in my thoughts I didn’t relised we were already infront of the building. After paying I headed inside with a low sigh praying I get this job.
