ALINA'S POV
I was back at work. And obviously I didn't say bye to my wig just yet. It would be a hassle explaining to everyone the change of hair. And I was in no mood to talk, let alone mingle and explain myself to anyone. I went behind the counter to take my place for work while one of the chefs waved his hand at me before wishing a good morning and busying himself in the kitchen. I returned the pleasantries before starting my system.
Asher had the day out with Elliot so I was relieved of that at least. Because I was really not in my mind since the little incident from last night.
Sighing, I proceeded with working when all of a sudden, Olivia, the cafe’s manager, who is also the owner stepped out from her little office in the corner. The cafe was not open yet for the customers yet.
