Prologue
302 Words
The lights filled the quiet night as Gabriella Alison tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She glance at the clock in the corner wall of WingsWing Haven and saw that it is already 11:50 pm. She was counting the minutes until her shift ended, wishing that no one will call on the stores telephone tonight.
The telephone sounds echoes throughout the quiet store, and her heart sank. She didn't even need to check the caller ID. It was always the same. Sighing, she answered, keeping her voice steady.
Hindi talaga matatapos ang gabi niya na walang sisira.
"WingsWing Haven, how can I help you?"
"Good evening, Gabriella." The smooth, and annoying voice of Axel Amari Chavez greeted her.
" Alison," she corrected sharply, gripping the phone a little tighter.
“But Gabriella suits you better. Anyway, I'd like to place an order."
She braced herself. "What would you like tonight, Mr. Chavez?"
"One Gabriella, please."
Her patience snapped like an overstretched rubber band. "Walang Gabriella sa menu namin, try other restaurants.”
"Just kidding,” he chuckles. “You know the usual, garlic parmesan.”
"Will that be all?" she asked tiredly, not wanting to talk anymore.
"For tonight yes," Axel said, his voice softening just enough to make her roll her eyes.
She hung up, slamming the phone onto its cradle. Working at WingsWing Haven was bad enough, but being the target of Axel's annoying hobby made it unbearable.
Gabriella Alison, sharp-tongued, independent, and completely immune to his charms—Axel find it all amusing, drawing him like a moth to a flame.
What started as harmless teasing, however, was about to spiral into something far more complicated because not all differences make people apart.
Some differences are meant to bring people closer in ways neither of them expected.
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