Her unexpected Billionaire

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from waiting tables all morning at Pauline’s Breakfast Café and cleaning floors a

ed to do was rest. My roommate, Jade, was not around, that in itself was a small miracle, and I w

ad gathered at the base of my chest slide slowly to my stomach and down. This summer was so hot! I stood up to put on the air

dge to get something to eat, anything, but the rows of empty fridge shelves

of the summer because beads of sweat were now traveling down my back like race cars on track a

I had run out of sunscreen almost three months ago. The dark circles under my eyes made me look

s of the day. I ran into my bed, it was almost time for my evening shift. My brief leisure time was c

. I shut my eyes tight and rolled into the bed so that my face was facing the b

peeped from the cover of my hands and saw her moving about, opening cupboards and cabinets, looking for

y Oscar-worthy performance. She walked to the bed and turned me over and grinned when she saw the surprise on my face.

ur utility bill still hadn’t been paid,’ she raised

the cleaning supplies? Don’t tell me that you’re sorry, just don’t.’ I sat up from the bed ‘Jade, things are really difficult f

u even eaten today?’ My stomach rumbled like a hungry dog, an

and I know that you don’t have the money. I cannot live in darkness because o

joke, right?’ ‘There’s nothing funny about your inability to keep your end of the bargain. I know that things have been hard for you, but I can’t live like this

er backpack. I didn’t even know that she’d brought a backpack. ‘I have to go now, see you later,’ she said like she didn’t just pull the rug from

as literally working from dusk till dawn to scrape out the money for my tuition and I was not earning enough. I was so tired I d

es when I saw a box of pizza. I lit the candle, and I saw a

was still hungry. After I finished eating, I decided to go back h

he money that I’d made from work in the past weeks, I brought out m

me. The trip from NYU to New Jersey was uneventful, and I was stress

self, open a thriving business in New York City and see my siblings through school effo

he money I could scrape to get my friend, Jade, to accept me as her roommate. I started work

Jade got tired. I’d met the Dean of NYU Stern Business School, Prof. Dickson Ackee, to explain the unfortunate situation I was in, and to look

mily’s bad credit history, (my family was already neck deep in debts) there was nothing they

. He’d opened a college fund

en happier than I was when I received my admission letter fro

prove myself, an opportunity to become my best, to take care of my family as they deserv