The start of Eve's early morning hadn't been the best. Her eyes had dark circles and her awareness had dropped significantly since an hour ago. Working in a small bakery wasn't as much of a carefree job as she had imagined. Her recent move to the Carolinas hadn't been what she'd wanted either, but it was all she could afford now. After her mothers passing her brothers had made sure she received the butt end of the deal. They had convinced her mother that she was some sort of harlet and had wasted her time abroad. Thankfully her mother had enough sense to let her get her education first before kicking her out. Eve's mother did however, let her stay in her guest suite while she found a job. Sadly her mother had just begun to realize her daughter was none of what they said, but obviously it was too late because before this she had revised her will and had only given her a small home in the working class country side. Eve didn't mind it so much but she got frequent visits from her way to proud brothers. They'd bring her gifts from her old home, the old pearl necklace her mother wore and her late fathers watch. Eve glanced at the watch now, her eyes heavy. It was almost time to go home now. Just a few more minutes. Her heart was heavy with grief, her mothers Parisian villa they had lived in was sold for a cheap price because her brothers were bastard and had no real love for their ill mother. Letting out a sigh she turned the ovens off and took the fresh bread out, placing the loaves on wax paper and wrapped them neatly as if they were a boutique of flowers. Placing them in a brown paper bag she went out front and gave the last customer, Mrs. Stern her bread. Thanking Eve for staying open a bit later for their bread. "It was my pleasure Mrs. Stern" The elderly women waved goodbye to her. She smiled back, walking over to the door and locking it. Pulling the sign to closed she pulled the windows blinds closed. Making her way to the back she began clean up. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After another hour Eve had finished the clean-up and was dead tired. With a yawn she pulled her coat on. Letting her tight bun down her dark hair tumbled past her shoulder and stopped at her elbow. "Ah, that's much better." Sliding her hand through the nappy curls a bit before she grabbed her purse. Looking at her hands she frowned, they had small bruises beginning to form on her cocoa colored skin. "Glad I don't want to ever hand model." She smiled a bit, looking outside she found the sky had darkened rather quickly. "Oh no!" She opened the window and sniffed the air, "Rain...damnit!" Grabbing her purse she went through the bakeries back door, locking it behind her and started her walk home. "If I walk faster maybe I'll beat the rain..." Sadly her luck wore thin as Eve crossed the last street towards her home, the rain started slowly but got heavier. Squealing and pulling her coat to cover some of her hair she looked around, spotting her shortcut she ran for it. "Oh man! I just did my hair too." She grumbled, hastening her steps through the wooded area.