Chapter 1 Not my favorite

Ivy suddenly came to an halt as she stepped on the car brake. She searched her bag furiously as she felt the sudden urge to smoke. She quickly took out a stick of cigarette from the pack, and skillfully lightened it.

After taking a long controlled drag, she puffed it out and closed her eyes for a brief seconds. Ivy opened her eyes and stared deeply into the dark night, she let out a dry laugh devoid of any emotion.

She sighed inwardly, adjusted her mood, started the car and zoomed off.

"Mom, I'm home.", she yelled loudly as she made her way upstairs to her room.

"That's great, darling. Hurry up and go freshen up. I had the chef prepare your favorites tonight. " Her mom yelled back from the kitchen.

"Favorites my foot", Ivy mumbled to herself as she walked tiredly to her room.

She squinted her face in disgust and said sickly to herself, that's the real Ivy's Favorites, not mine. I don't have such bad taste.

Her mood plummeted at the thought of eating those foods, she so much hate shrimps and vegetables. But, she's left with no choice than to eat them. She sighed inwardly and went to the bathroom to freshen up.