Bree's POV
The days passed me by in a flash but the hate I had for my newly found job didn't reduce; not even a bit.
The longer I stayed in that place, the more I loathed it.
As I sat on my bed to rest a bit before heading back to the practice room, I recalled that Lorenzo hadn't shown up since the day I was asked to serve drinks and it made me wonder…
What if he hadn’t been there after all? What if I was fooled by a figment of my imagination instead? Perhaps, I assumed I'd seen him because he had been appearing in my dreams and my thoughts. I couldn't quite tell.
But I was just glad that I hadn't seen him since then. In the end, it was the only thing that mattered.
“Brianna, there's someone here to see you,” Lily said, gently peeking into the room after opening the door slightly.
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