A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fic + first attempt at writing a story so any feedback would be helpful! The name Glyrna is random and sounds nice so that's why I chose it. It is not my real name lol. Also, this story may start out a little slow but it will get better! Enjoy!

Chapter One

Joy, the kind of joy you find in a fulfilled life, the kind of joy you find in the laughter of your child, the kind of joy you find deep in the eyes of the person you love with the utmost sincerity...as I sat there in my dark, cold room, all alone.. Alone as I have always been... I wondered if I would ever feel this joy, I wondered if I would ever know and feel the joy and love others find so easy...

My name is Glyrna and I'm 22 years old. I was about a year old when my parents decided to put me in an orphanage. I do not know who my real parents are or why they didn't want me and I didn't care. If they didn't want me in their lives, it was fine by me. I had my adoptive parents, Mary and Peter, who were kind and loving. I was happy and content with life. I had a great job, house, car and the best parents I could ever ask for. But everything took a turn for the worst on the 17th of July 2012, the day my parents died. I still remember it as if it were yesterday. Although they weren't my real parents, it had affected me greatly. I fell into a deep depression as I was all alone and couldn't deal with the pain. They had left me with more than enough money for me to get by so I sold everything, our home included, only because I couldn't deal with the constant memories and reminders in that house. I had lost all my friends because I kept pushing them away to the point that they no longer cared about me anymore. I left and started a new life in Sydney, Australia.

*alarms rings*

I groaned and got out of bed. I checked the time, 7:15am and realised it was time to get ready for work. I looked at myself in the mirror, my chestnut hair had resembled a bird's nest and my eyes were half closed. I washed my face and headed downstairs to eat breakfast. The apartment I had bought was high up and modern. There were big windows which gave a view of the beautiful city below me, a nice kitchen, spa, a large spacious living room and two large bedrooms. One was my room, which had a balcony with French style windows, and the other room I had turned into a study/entertainment room but it still had a bed in there. After breakfast, I quickly jumped in the shower; blow dried my hair, applied foundation, mascara and my favourite nude-pink lipstick then I changed into a black pencil skirt, long sleeve white button up shirt and short black heels. I was quite tall and never bothered to wear very high heels because I'd look like a giant.

I got into my black range rover and headed off to work. Stopping at a red light, I heard a car also stop next to me.

"This girl is on fiiiirrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" The man next to me was singing along to the radio. I tried my hardest not to laugh and turned to look at him; he noticed me and gave me a big smile and winked then continued singing. I laughed out loud, he was so ridiculous. The light turned green and I drove off. I parked my car and walked into the building in a good mood.

"Good morning Glyrna, you have four interviews scheduled today for the position that was advertised last week," said the secretary in my department.

"Thanks Sandy, email me their applications and interview times". I was walking towards the kitchen to make myself a coffee.

"One of them is already here" she said. I looked around and didn't see anyone. I gave her a puzzled look. She cleared her throat and nodded as if to say 'look behind you'.