7.
I manage to get a job as a waitress at the local diner that very day. The pay itself isn't too good, but the tips should more than make up for it. Like my mom always tells me, smile and be polite and friendly and pay attention. That should make a good waitress.
After my first week I've made a couple of hundred dollars already, and the best part is that I've managed to avoid Edward. Of course, he's on my mind all the time. I keep wondering where things went wrong. But like I promised myself, I don't cry. The only time a couple of tears slipped were on Monday morning in the shower. If I can stick to crying once a week, I should be more than fine in a couple of months.
I feel proud and powerful, knowing that I can live without the love of my life.
That is, until he enters the diner.
