A new beginning.
That's all she needed, after all. Right? Right. She nodded to her reflection, as if acknowledging the entire scheme. Tucking a bit of her brown hair behind one ear, she stares at herself, her ruby eyes holding doubt. She was young. She was beautiful. This should be enough.
Touching the locket at the base of her throat, she frowns. She missed him. The intricate design of the locket scraped against her fingers. The twin roses etched in the metal twined around each other had faint red scrapings, almost worn by time. The copper flourishes around the edges were rounded, as if they had been handled roughly. She never looked at the picture inside.
Clearing her throat, she turns away from the mirror, smoothing her hands down her black button up shirt. The gray vest over the top was new, and her gray pants matched. Tugging the hairtye from her wrist, she pulls her hair up easily, securing it in a ponytail.
Slipping her small feet into a pair of boots, she sighs, then looks to the window. She still had time to say no. She could just hide up here a bit longer. A few weeks maybe. A couple years?
She had no time. To get over everything and to start anew, she just had to adjust. Moshi couldn't think of him anymore. Pushing her door open, she breathes, then walks down the hall and to the stairwell. She pauses at the top, staring down at the business below. She could hear the workers bustling around.
They had already started their day. They were just waiting for her to come down and open the building. To flip that little sign and allow for everything to work out great. She smiles, and then sighs softly. It was going to be a long first day.
Walking down the stairs, she smiles faintly at a few of the workers, her pointed teeth flashing easily. Going to the front door, she flips the sign, unlocking the door. It was time. Taking a deep breath, she nods, then opens the door, grabbing the mail from the box and walking back inside, and to the main counter.
It was time.
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