Chapter 19 Chapter Nineteen

• Cynthia woke up early the next morning, her eyes quickly checking the cl Cynthia woke up the next morning, her eyes darting at the clock 6:44 am. She needed to be at work by 8 a.m., so there was no time to waste. She got out of bed, headed to the bathroom, and took a quick shower. When she returned, wrapped in a towel, she dried off, put on lotion, and went to her closet.
• Today, she picked out a sleek, lemon-yellow flare gown with pretty silver details. It was nice but still modest. She wore silver heels to match. However, hidden in her oversized lemon handbag were the old dress and worn-out flat shoes she had worn the day before, along with her black-blonde wig and scarf.
• Her breakfast was waiting for her on the table—a treat she was starting to see as a kind gesture from someone who wouldn't admit it. She quickly drank her warm tea and nibbled on the toast. The tray also held boiled eggs, sautéed mushrooms, grilled tomatoes, and buttery croissants—a fancy breakfast meant for someone with time to enjoy it. But Cynthia didn't have that luxury.