Today is my nineteenth birthday.

I can't think of a better way to spend it than starting my first real job.

Daniel holds my hand in a death grip as we walk to the female employee lounge where I will be given my uniform and meet up with Faye, who is going to be training me. I love Daniel holding my hand. It makes me feel safe, like nothing bad could ever touch me. I should probably tell him it's my birthday, but I don't want him to feel obligated to buy me a gift. Not when he's already given ...