CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
The next couple of weeks had been moving so fast since I got the job. Kelsie and I seemed to have been getting along so well. We had been spending a lot of time together getting to know each other better. I had told her about the rollercoaster my life had been before Mr. March had magically walked in The Bertie’s Coffee Shop and admired my artistic work. I had also revealed to her about the circle of friends I had who had turned out to be quite the opposite; the circle of enemies. Since then it had been a bit hard to fit into social crowds because I had been more comfortable being by myself.