1 Chapter 1 Hardwork

Angelica

"Zeke?" I called my 6 year old son,

"Mom?" he replied, He was playing ball in the backyard.

"Tell me if your hungry hon, okay?" I said softly,

"Okay!" he exclaimed went back playing his ball with our golden retriever.

Life is pretty simple that it's just only me and Zeke and a little addition of my boyfriend Jeff, I couldn't ask for more. It's been 7 years and I've been happy with my simple life. I'm an artist, I paint and I own an Art gallery, I'm now contented. Very very contented, I've been in a relationship for almost a year now, I can't wait for our anniversary to celebrate, I deserve this. I deserve every single ounce of happiness I have right now, no one is gonna take that away from me.

"Ma'am?" Our nanny Sarah called,

I smiled, "yes?"

"Is it okay if I asked for a salary advance this month? My daughter, her birthday is in next two days and if that's okay with you," She shyly says as she rubbed her hands together.

I love helping people, that's what I always love, I smiled at her, "Of course Sarah, and no this is not an advance salary for you. I'm giving it as a gift to your daughter, okay? I'll give you the check later, remind me please cause I have a lot of meetings today with my art gallery," I said as I rub her shoulders, "Please don't call me Ma'am Sarah, I've known you since Zeke came to my life, Your like a second Mother to him," I giggled. "And your like a Mom to me as well."

She laughed and said, "I know but it's just feel weird to say it," She warmly smiled.

"Don't make it weird, you've been with me for so long, Sarah your part of the family." I chuckled, "Anyway I would like to have mac and cheese for Zeke, he'll come running when he smells it. and Oh! some pancakes too."

Sarah nodded, "Of course, Angela just like always,"

I got a lot of phone calls and a lot of emails, letting me know that I have orders and some companies to have multi copies of my artwork which I told me COUNTLESS TIMES that I don't do copies, this is so hard for me. It's not that I hate doing art it is what I mostly love but its just kinda frustrating to tell my rules and regulation and to them . Photography and paint is What I do best, and most celebrities also like to have my art and some companies want me as their Photographer to their models, Clothing brands, foods, accessories, things, and so much more. I always wanted to exceed peoples expectations from me because they have seen what I can do, I can't fail them and I don't want to fail myself either. I can't afford mistakes, not anymore. I've done a couple years ago and I'm not mentally stable to do it again.

"Angela?" Sarah called me out of my thoughts,

"Yes?"

"Your phone is ringing like crazy," She said pointing the vibrating phone beside me.

I look at my phone and look at the callers ID, who's my manager, I panicked and pick up the phone, "Yes, Hello. Rodrick, I'm sorry I—"

"Cut the chachacha, come here in the gallery already there's a lot of people! I can't entertain all of them!"

I laughed, "Fine, I'm coming."

Today is the biggest day of my life. I'm finally opening my second art gallery which is a lot bigger than the first one. I forgot that, I have to cut the ribbon slice some big ass cake and make a big ass speech.

I speak ass too much.

I went to my art gallery just in time, everyone was just too early. I saw a lot of luxury, people who wear golds and people who wear gowns with diamonds. Yes, I'm not rich like them, I don't even know where they got there money from but that ain't my business, I just wish I could be that rich, if it wasn't for my art gallery, I'm done and gone. Their expensive cars and sophisticated bracelets, shines at me as they greeted me with respect and it feels like I'm the one who's richer than them, I'm not really fond of jokes but my business is not that big but most celebrities and millionaire comes at me with my art some even want some reservations, and requests.

I went inside slowly and carefully eyeing the art gallery that me and my best friend built, he was standing on the built in stage waiting for me with a microphone in his hand. I smiled at him when we made eye contact and I carefully went to his direction and I tapped the microphone to gain people's attention and it worked. I opened my mouth and let my voice do it's magic. "Hello, everyone." I greeted and they all stared at me. "First of all I just want to say thank you for coming, thank you for showing your support and Wow! its been a 3 years since I opened my first art gallery, it was dreadful, it was painful, Mentally draining and I was in love of what I do, it was horribly horrifying because of the risk I take but here I am now, opening my second art gallery. I always thought I wouldn't make it but here I am, standing in front and of course I will not be here because of those people who supported me," I look at Rodrick, and gave him a round of applause, "Rodrick my best friend, my manager and basically my sister for life,"

Rodrick gave me heart sign, and mouthed "I love you,"

I chuckled, "And to those who are new and old, welcome to my art gallery," everyone clapped and I grab the pair of scissors that is given to me and cut the ribbon.