“That’s great. We need someone reliable. What’s your name, honey?”
“Liana Rivers.”
She nodded and was about to hand me a form when her eyes flicked to my neck.
She froze.
Her expression shifted instantly.
Her eyes widened. She took a step back.
“I… I’m sorry. I didn’t notice before.”
“Notice what?” I asked.
She looked down quickly. Then she bowed her head. “You’re not the right fit for the job. I’m sorry.”
“What? But you just said-“
“Please, forgive me. I didn’t mean any disrespect… Luna.”
I froze.
That name again.
Luna.
“What did you just call me?”
She stepped back farther. Her eyes wouldn’t meet mine.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t know.”
The whole bar felt silent. My ears rang.
Why did she call me that?
Why did everyone keep bowing?
LIANA’S POV
Everywhere I went, it was always the same.
“Hi. I’m here for the job. I saw the vacancy sign.”
“Oh yes, we need someone urgently. What’s your name, dear?”
“Liana. Liana Rivers.”
They’d smile. Hand me a form. Sometimes even compliment me.
Then they’d see it.
Their eyes would drop to my neck. Their faces would change.
“Oh… I’m so sorry. We’ve just filled the position.”
Or…
“Please, forgive me. We didn’t realize. Luna.”
Or…
“We’re not worthy to hire someone like you. So sorry, Luna.”
Five different places. all the same. And each time I walked out, it was as if a part of me was being chipped away, as if the world had already decided who I was, something I didn’t understand.
By the time I stepped out of the fifth place, I could barely breathe. My legs were weak, and my heart was tight in just needed a job. Something. Anything. I needed a house too. Ryan and I couldn’t keep on living like this.
I headed straight to the agent’s office. The one I’d always gone to. The man who helped me get my last apartment.
He looked up and gave me a small smile. “Liana. It’s been a while. What can I do for you?” i didn’t smile back. “Why did you rent out my apartment to someone else?”
His face dropped a little. He rubbed his neck awkwardly. “The real owner of the building asked us to.”
My brows furrowed. “I thought YOU were the owner.”
“I only manage it. I never said I owned it.”
“Then I want to speak to the actual owner.” st. I
He hesitated. Then sighed heavily and opened one of the drawers He handed me a paper with the owner’s number written clearly on it. There was no name.
I took out my phone and dialed the number. The owner picked on the first ring as if expecting my call
“Are you done searching yet?” A very familiar voice spoke calmly through the receiver.
I didn’t need anyone telling me who it was
It was Killian!
I didn’t even respond. I ended the call immediately.
Must find me something else. Anything. I’ll take
I turned back to the agent. “Okay, fine. I don’t want that place anymore. anything.”
He looked even more uncomfortable. “I’m sorry, Liana. Everything’s rented out already.”
“That’s not possible. You always have something. Please, just check again.”
He bowed his head. actually bowed. “Forgive me, Luna.”
That word again.
Frara
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