I made up my mind. I want to have a fresh start with you, and leave everything that happened in the past. I know it won't be easy. But if you agree, we can give it a try. There will be instances when it's more challenging than either of us could imagine. I've decided, however, to take a leap of faith on us.
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After what happened in the afternoon, everyone began to see Molly in a different light. Some gazed at her with disdain, some a little confused, while others were intrigued. Despite all the unwanted attention, Molly kept to herself and provided little information when probed. The less she said, the less they would be suspicious about.
"Molly," began Little Cutie as soon as they were left alone, "You..." She took a deep breath. "Who on Earth are you?" she asked, her beady eyes twinkling with interest. It seemed that Little Cutie fell under the last category. She was curious about the truth.
Molly beamed, offering a faint smile before answering, "I'm an ordinary person who, like you, has to scrape by on my menial assistant salary."
Little Cutie pouted, unconvinced by her answer, as she gave her an innocent once-over. "Myra says your dress is worth more than a 100, 000 dollars," she said, "I find it hard to believe that you're scraping by on your assistant salary alone."
"While we can't choose the environment we live in," Molly said calmly, resting briefly from wiping the piano clean. Her hand gripped the cloth firmly. She experienced an unclear yet decided emotion, which she pushed away, before continuing, "We have the right to choose the life we want to live."
Hearing Molly's cryptic words, Little Cutie seemed to have a vague understanding of what she meant. However, she wasn't ready to drop the topic yet. She continued to probe Molly, "Why do I feel like there's a hidden meaning behind your words?"
Molly turned to look at Little Cutie, and gave a small laugh, "What can you possibly think do I mean?" She went back to cleaning the piano. "Don't overthink it. Let's just do our job quick so we can get off earlier."
"Well, okaaay," Little Cutie responded, still skeptical about her. She stared at Molly for a bit, unsure of what next to do.
"Molly, Little Cutie," An arrogant voice came, as someone entered the room. As soon as Fly saw Molly, she hummed and continued to talk to her in a cold and arrogant tone, "The Troupe Head says there's going to be a dinner party. We should gather at the hall in half an hour." With that, she gave a purposeful sneer at Molly, and then left whilst shaking her head.
Molly frowned slightly. Little Cutie, who happened to know the reason for the dinner party, explained to her, "It's likely they want to celebrate the successful performance from yesterday. In case you're not aware, a multitude of people came to the concert. Also, I heard we received a lot of funding from loyal patrons."
Upon hearing Little Cutie's information, Molly stopped what she was doing. She had a feeling something was amiss, and that something unexpected was going to take place. Trapped in her own thoughts, Little Cutie pulled her out of her musings by tugging at her arm slightly. "Molly, let's go," said Little Cutie.
"What?" asked Molly, a little dazed. Molly couldn't stop thinking about the person who sponsored the concert. She faced Little Cutie, looking rather hesitant. "I... I don't think I will be going."
Little Cutie gave her an incredulous look. "Why not?" she asked quickly, "Why won't you go?"
Molly tried to come up with an excuse. "I didn't really make any contribution to the concert. Therefore..."
"Oh, it doesn't matter!" reassured Little Cutie, "You've been sick. People will understand." She then grabbed the cleaning cloth from Molly's hand and urged her more persistently, "Let's go. Let's go!"
Molly was dragged out of the room by Little Cutie. When they arrived at the hall, everyone who was expecting them was already present. Little Cutie was a sweet and sociable girl. She would always be excited to interact with other people. Hence, as soon as she found the chance, she left Molly alone and went to greet others. As a new employee, Molly didn't know a lot of people in the hall. In fact, she was only familiar with Little Cutie. Then, she had to take a few days off recently. Due to the fiasco this afternoon, people now looked at her differently.
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