The rays of the sun which had been mild at first, now beat down heavily on Madison as she walked down the semi-busy streets of New York, but she was too happy to care. It was surprising how glad she felt now, as opposed to his surly she had felt last night, when she had left Alvarez's house. The trio, consisting of Alvarez, his wife and their little daughter had been sad to see her go, but Madison had been adamant, her mind already made up. After she had thanked them for their hospitality, she quickly boarded a taxi and waved them goodbye quickly so they wouldn't see the tears in her eyes, and looking forwards as the cab passed the rowdy street. At first she wasn't exactly sure where she was going, but she knew she just had to find a roof over her head, and then a job too. She finally found a tiny motel that was hidden from the city, enclosed in the tiny shops around the streets, and she wondered why she hadn’t seen this motel the first time she had scouted the city looking for a place to stay in. It was very small, dingy, and basically in a state of disrepair, but it was cheaper, with little or no access to the public, and she had quickly paid for it. It was the kindest to her budget, and she didn't exactly have a choice. Besides, the people around this area didn't seem to care so much about the media, so she doubted that she would be noticed here, which was exactly what she needed at the moment and she was more than grateful. Next in line, was the job she had to find. If she wanted to survive in this place, then she had to work and make some money to take care of herself, till she got herself together, paid of her debt, and drag herself back to London again. To Madison's greatest surprise, she landed a job at the first place she had walked into that night. She had decided to start her job hunting the night she moved into the motel, and luckily for her after walking for hours with no luck, she finally sighted a night club. It was huge, with a VIP lounge at the top floor, and the minute she had entered she was instantly filled with doubt that she couldn’t get a job here, and coupled with the fact that she didn't exactly fancy clubs, it would be hard to manage her, but she had no choice than to try. The interview had lasted for a short while, and the moment she had been given the opportunity to work, Madison felt like squealing in embarrassment. It still felt unreal when they hired her as a waitress to work at the bar which was situated at the ground floor of the club, although the employment would only last for a month, but still she had taken it sharply. She had been hired, so so quickly, and that was the only thing that mattered! Suddenly she felt optimistic, that maybe things were finally working out for her! She looked down happily at the certificate of employment clutched in her hands which she had collected this morning, and as she remembered it all, a smile formed on her face. She still couldn't believe her luck, and then the added fact that the pay was nice was enough to put her in cloud nine . The only downside to working at a club was the unwanted attention and leering from men, who were almost always drunk or horny, but she decided to swallow all of that and toss it aside. After all she had no choice in this matter, and the pay was so good that she would be able to pay for the dress in about two weeks, if she saved well and didn’t spend thriftily. She still needed another job though, na sir one would not be able to sustain her, and this was why she had continued to scour for a second job until she found one this morning as a baker. The job was at a pastry shop about three blocks from her motel. The only available job had been one as a baker, and reminiscing back to the moment, Madison thanked the heavens for her mother who had forced her to learn baking when she was a teenager. Having gotten the job after baking some cookies as a test, Madison had concluded with the old lady who owned the shop, before leaving. She already had her schedules mapped out for her, and she would be at the pastry shop in the mornings, and then at the club in the evenings everyday. Now though she was strolling toward the ATM machine to withdraw the money her mother had sent her, earlier today. Swallowing her pride, and basking in the lie that she had told Alvarez last night she had called her mother, and in the confines of the motel room, crying her heart out she had narrated her situation, leaving some parts out and instead telling her mother that she was stranded in New York and needed some money. Her mother had taken pity on her, promising to send her some money from her savings and luckily for Madison, she had gotten the alert early this money. She couldn't help the happy smile that formed on her face, as she recalled it all and once again she thought to herself that maybe things weren't looking so bad after all. Getting to the ATM, she withdrew the money, and counted it. It wasn't much, but it would do at least for the time being.She began to walk down to her motel, a smile still plastered on her face, when the sound of someone yelling made her look in that direction. She frowned when she saw two little girls who had their hair in ponytails and looked about the same age fighting. Looking around and seeing that no one seemed to be paying the kids any attention, Madison quickly hurried to the scene when they began to pull on each other's hair, in a bid to separated them. On getting closer to them, she realized they were twins, and sharply pulling them apart, she picked one of them up just in time to avoid the other girl clawing at her twin's face. Using her free hand, she grabbed the other girl gently, pulling her to the side, as she started to dissolve the sibling spat. "Okay girls, that's enough. Let's all relax, okay?" Madison cooed as she pushed them further away from each other, "Why are you fighting? You both should be best friends seeing as you're twins. You're to pretty to be fighting girls." She mumbled and they just stared at her in amusement. The two girls still glared at each other making Madison hide a smile, and after some persuasion she was able to get the issue of the fight out from then and after she had listened to both sides of the story, she pacified each of them, explaining each person's side of the story to the other person. Soon enough they were best friends again, hugging and apologizing to each other. Madison smiled, pinching their cheeks affectionately as she put the one in her arms down, handing them some money for sweets which they gratefully accepted, their faces beaming. "What's going on here?” A middle aged woman who Madison realized was their mother from the resemblance, suddenly appeared from nowhere, slapping the money out of the girls hand before glaring at Madison. "What did I tell you about accepting gifts from strangers?" She hissed haughtily at the twin sisters, and looking at Madison accessing her from head to toe, she gave another hiss before dragging her girls away from Madison as if she were going to harm them. “You don’t go about touching people’s kids.” The woman mumbled inaudibly but Madison heard her squarely, watching as she took her children with her. A tear slid down Madison's cheek as she watched them leave. Her heart squeezing as the thought of how much she liked children, and the painful reality that she would never be able to have any of her own. She didn't realize her hand had flown to her stomach as she stood as if in a trance, with tears falling down her cheeks and her head shaking absentmindedly. Wiping her face, she picked up the money the woman had thrown away and slowly, trudging back she continued her walk back to her motel.This time though, she was no longer happy anymore, and the sun did not look as bright through the tears in her eyes…