Love Amist betrayal

The softly flickering morning sun on Houston, Texas's streets signaled a flurry of activity.

"Beep! Beep!" He was reminded of the adventures that lay ahead by Kelly's alarm. Despite not drinking coffee, the issues he was having last night kept him from falling asleep.

Kelly recently lost his job as a gatekeeper in an exquisite restaurant after he showed up late at work on many occasions. Living in the slums of America, he found it difficult to show up early at work.

It is my reckoning day. He let out another sigh of exasperation and looked at his wall clock, which showed 8:30 a.m.

A semi-detached bungalow with cracked walls and worn-out blue paint where he resides with his daughter, Ciara, after he lost his beloved wife.

Kelly was already at peace with his fate and prepared for whatever lay ahead. His wife passed away too soon because he was unable to cover her medical expenses with even the pennies he had previously made from the restaurant.

"I am aware that you are currently in a better place. I promise to make you proud. "I will be strong for Ciara, our daughter," Kelly said, tossing off the bed and kissing the photo of his late wife with his lips. To provide for his family, he wanted to go out and get a job, but he had no idea where he was going.

Despite graduating with good grades, he found it a bit difficult to get a better job, and now his daughter Ciara is about to suffer the same fate. No company was ready to employ her. While some complained about her good grades, other employees just wanna shift her panties in exchange for an employment letter.

After bathing, Kelly was dressed in his rumpled suit and over-starched pair of trousers. Narrowing his gaze at the dusty and over-patched faded pair of shoes, he nodded his head in self-pity and dashed to the living room to find Ciara awake, setting the dining for breakfast.

"Breakfast is served already? You are so filled with wonders," Kelly was pleasantly surprised to see Ciara setting the table.

"Good morning, Dad. Where are you going to wear this outfit? Attending a new interview for a job? How many more interviews must you go to? I am going to assume that this is the fifth one for the month. Oh my! I could not remember! Ciara wailed in agony, her hands beneath her jaw. The pain of watching her father at his age go to interviews that would never be positive is too much for her to bear.

"Seeing you act in this way pains me. It should be me, not you, who is looking for a job. I feel so let down by myself. "I have let you and Mom down," Ciara sobbed and gestured softly to the couch to tend to her hurting heart.

"I take the blame for the misfortune. If I were successful, none of this would be happening. Your mother might still be alive. You are aware of the challenges you have faced in finding employment. Tell me about your former employment.

"My boss dismissed me because I refused to have sex with him," Ciara replied, wondering why her father reminded her of the past. At 25, she has already experienced the hurdles in life.

"Exactly my point," Kelly replied, wrapping his hands around her shoulder.

"I stand a better chance of getting a job. Hopefully, I'll get a job today and fix our mess. Remember, we've got less than 4 weeks to renew the rent. Do we fold our arms while we get kicked out? Of course, not. Allow me to do this for us. Just trust me," Kelly assured his daughter.