“What decision?” her mother asked, intrigued.
“I want to go to a village and live simply. I want to find a job as a waitress or any simple job. I want to meet a man who will love me for who I am, not for my money.”
Her mother became furious.
“What madness! You come from a rich family. You should marry a rich and respected man, just as we planned.”
“No, Mother, I don’t want that. I want to choose my own path.”
Her father stepped in.
“Marie, think carefully. You will lose everything if you do this.”
“I know what I’m doing, Father. I have to do it for myself.”
Despite her parents’ protests, Marie remained firm. She made her decision and left.
A few days later, Marie left the city. She arrived in a small village a few hours away. She found a modest little apartment and settled there.
Then she began looking for work.
After a few days, she found a restaurant. The owner agreed to hire her as a waitress. Marie began her new job.
Every morning, she put on a simple uniform and served customers. She took orders, served dishes, and cleaned tables. It was a simple life, far from the luxury and wealth of her family.
It was the beginning of a new life.
Marie woke up early the next morning. She put on a plain uniform, nothing like the elegant dresses and sparkling jewelry she used to wear in the city. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail. She wore no makeup, no accessories. Just herself—simple and discreet.
When she arrived at the restaurant, she met the owner.
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