Author POV
The rich aroma of coffee filled the air as Rosa poured a fresh cup. A few loose strands slipped from her bun, swaying with her movements.
“Rosa.”
Rosa turned to see Mira leaning against the counter, “Table seven. Someone asked for you. I think you should go see.”
Rosa blinked, confusion flickered across her cute face before she nodded. “Alright. Can you take this one?”
Mira grabbed the cup effortlessly. “Leave it to me.”
Rosa wiped her hands on her apron, inhaling deeply before stepping toward the unknown.
When she entered the hall, her gaze followed the movement of a hand waving in her direction. Ivan.
For a moment, Rosa hesitated. But then, putting on a polite smile, she made her way toward him.
“Welcome again.” Rosa said, bowing her head slightly.
Ivan’s smile was w
