Chapter 9

"M-my name?"

"Yes miss, your name is required if we are to carry forward with your application."

"Erm..." I looked to the right and noticed a coupon for Betsy's Bakery. "My-my name is Betsy." I nodded as if I was confirming to myself it was indeed my name.

"Surname?"

"Roberts." I answered automatically.

"Ok, thank you for your application, we will get back to you within 3 days, confirming appointment date and time-"

"Can you contact me through email please?"

"Of course, miss Roberts."

"Thank you...goodbye."

"Goodbye Miss Roberts."

I ended the call and let out a huge sigh of relief, I thought for sure I would be busted when it took me longer than 3 seconds to say my own name.

Seeking the help of a psychiatrist was the only solution I had left since Demetrius has now resulted to asking me if I'm okay every ten seconds.

I know he sees me as a lunatic who won't stop fainting and I aim to ridicule that image he has of me.