Leilani.
My fingers shook with panic as I fumbled with my purse like a mad woman. And even though this matter wasn't one worth crying for, I couldn't help the continuous sting by the corners of my eyes or the way my heart raced with apprehension and embarrassment.
Why?
Because for some odd reason, there was no cash in there and I could swear that I'd seen some twenty and hundred dollar notes in my purse before I left the office building.
So what the fuck is happening?
How the hell did all my money suddenly disappear?
"Do you still want the pastries, Madam, or have you changed your mind?" The cashier, who was a semi-pretty blonde girl with a wide mouth and lazy hazel eyes, asked me, and at the sound of her voice, I lifted my head to meet her now slightly hostile gaze.
She lazily dragged those eyes from the sole of my feet to the crown of my head, causing me to shudder inwardly before I shook my head.
"I still want them." I said, "give me a minute!"
