I came for a simple job, holding onto the last bit of hope in my best dress. The restaurant owner mocked me, and I thought it was the worst day of my life. But little did I know, it would turn out to be the most important.Life is unpredictable, and everything can change in a single day. I went from having balance to nothing at all. I just wanted one peaceful day at the beach.I walked into a fancy restaurant hoping for temporary work. The place felt out of my league, but I pushed through. The manager mocked me too,
making things worse. But when I spilled wine on my best dress, the owner, a man in a suit, insulted me further, offering money to buy a new dress. I refused and demanded to see the manager, but security was called instead, and I fainted.I woke up in the hospital, weak and confused. The man from the restaurant, now named John, was there. He apologized, offering money to cover my treatment. I rejected him. I only wanted my day at the beach, and now, I would never get it.Days passed, and I grew weaker. But then, one evening, a nurse led me to a room transformed into a beach scene—sand, ocean smells, and a picnic set up. John had made it happen for me, even bringing a new dress. As we ate and talked, we slowly began to connect,