MARTHA'S POV:
It was a yellow oversized dress with three-quarter length and short sleeves. Sighing, I slipped on the yellow dress as I knew that Judith had bought such an oversized dress for me on purpose.
I wore it, picked up my white apron, and tied it around my waist as I stepped out of the changing room after locking my bag in my locker and holding the key.
I went to the first floor to attend to the arriving guests who had settled on their meal requests.
Just then, my stepmother arrived with Elena. They both wore brown designer dresses. Their features posed as they catwalked up to an empty table and perched on the chairs.
"Martha, over here!" Elena called, her voice loud and cutting through the chatter as she picked up the menu.
My fist clenched as I moved over to serve them. The
