“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.
“Hello, I’m Marie, your new waitress,” she said politely.
“Good. You start today,” the owner replied. “Serve the customers well and everything will go fine.”
Marie nodded and got to work.
The customers were not always kind.
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