Lies in her lips

In the heart of a mist-covered city, where ancient cobblestones whispered secrets of centuries past, a love triangle unlike any other began to unfold. It was the fall of autumn, the air crisp and tinged with the scent of burning leaves. Here lived glaznia, a young woman of radiant kindness and curious spirit, whose life was about to intertwine with forces beyond her understanding. Glaznia had always been drawn to the mysterious, but nothing prepared her for the night she met theo. He was a vampire, centuries old, with eyes as dark as the midnight sky and a presence that both unsettled and fascinated her. Theo lived in the shadows, a creature of the night burdened by immortality and a yearning for connection. Yet, glaznia’s heart belonged to another as well—a human named vernon, her childhood friend. Vernon was warm, steady, and deeply in love with glaznia. He represented the life she knew, filled with sunlight and hope, while theo represented the unknown, a thrilling darkness that called to the depths of her soul. As days turned into nights, glaznia found herself torn between two worlds. Theo’s allure was undeniable; his touch kindled a fire she had never felt, yet vernon’s unwavering devotion offered comfort and safety. The city around them seemed to hold its breath, watching as glaznia’s choice grew heavier with each passing moment. One evening, beneath a sky painted with stars, glaznia confessed her struggle to theo. The vampire, despite his eternal strength, revealed his own vulnerability—a desire to protect her without consuming her light. Vernon, sensing the distance growing between them, fought to prove that love could conquer even the darkest fears. In the end, glaznia realized that love was not a simple choice but a tapestry woven from sacrifice, trust, and understanding. ************************************************** (Glaznia P.O.V) As I was finishing up the necessary paperwork for tomorrow's order request, Denise unexpectedly showed up. "Glania, hurry!” She said, "We have a last-minute guest." “wait! i thought were closed already?” i asked her while frowning. “That's also my question but it seems like we dont have a choice already because its already paid." she said. I scratched my head as I walked out of the office and over to the bar area. I found Aurora in the Bar area moving like the Flash, buried under a mountain of take-out drink orders. "How many orders?" I asked. She just smiled and pointed at the counter. Denise and I nearly cursed in unison as we saw the paper trailing across the surface. "What is that?!" I gasped, staring at the nearly meter-long order slip. "Did an entire barangay order from us?" I asked shocked. “Fiesta” She said while grinning. "You and Alexandra are unbelievable," I said, shaking my head before turning to Denise. She stood frozen at the counter, staring blankly into space. I snapped my fingers in front of her face. "Denise. Go help Alexandra in the kitchen before she gets completely overwhelmed." "One hundred and fifty rare steaks," Denise whimpered, tears brimming in her eyes. She shuffled weakly toward the kitchen doors. Scanning the slip once more, I felt my knees go weak. Below the wall of steaks was a relentless column of side dishes stacked endlessly down the paper. 200 pieces of cheese flavored french fries 150 pieces of onion rings 200 pieces of cheese burger 150 pieces of garlic bread 600 pieces of chocolate mini donut "Who in their right mind took this order?" I demanded, turning on the burners to prep the sides. Aurora gave me a half-apologetic smirk. "Look, I know it's insane. But sales have been in the gutter since the typhoon hit us last week. Alexandra and I couldn't turn down that kind of cash." She said. "Aurora, the shift ended half an hour ago," I said, crossing my arms. "The rest of the staff went home. You do realize there are only four of us here to pull this off, right?" I asked. "Yeah, yeah—before you give me the lecture," she chimed in. "it's a fifty-thousand-peso ticket. All high-end items, plus a five-thousand-peso tip." She said while smiling ear to ear. My gaze drifted to the three men sipping coffee and chatting like they didn't have a care in the world. It was midnight. We were five minutes from locking up, and they chose this exact moment to order a feast? Honestly, if the ticket wasn't paying my rent, I would've breathed fire right then and there over those side dishes. I’m Glaznia Moon, and these people here with me is Demonize "Denise" Aleria, Alexandra Summer, and Aurora Winter. We are the owners and founder of Chonamira Group of Companies. In the business world, they call us 'The Big 4'—a nickname earned through years of aggressive corporate plays. But here at Moonlight Restaurant? We’re just the supervisors who step in when the floor goes to hell. Nobody on our payroll knows who we are except for our personal secretaries. "All main courses done," Denise shouted tiredly from the kitchen before coming out carrying four XL paper bags. "Then go ahead! Wrap the other orders too. I'll just clean up here again," Alexandra shouted, her makeup smeared all over her face from exhaustion. Denise glared at Alexandra. "Why am i taking orders from you? As far as i know im also a supervisor" she complained, aggressively wrapping takeout containers. "So bossy, seriously." She murmured. "Next time, try not to burn the kitchen down and maybe you'll stand a chance," I whispered as I passed her. That earned me a scowl that told me I was one word away from having a container of side dishes thrown at my head. Aurora is in charge of the drinks section, alexandra is in charge of the desserts and main courses while im the one in charge’s of the side dishes including the sandwiches. As for Denise... well, we keep her strictly on paperwork duty. She was originally assigned to the sandwich station, but after she almost burned the restaurant to a crisp. “Stop grinning glaznia” she said annoyed. I smirked at her. She’s a big…big…big walking destroyer. She doesn’t even know how to cook and do drinks properly thats why she’s in charge with customer service or paperworks. “I think glaznia is dissing you” alexandra said while laughing her heart out. "Nope. I was just imagining what would happen if it were just Denise here without the three of us," I said, bursting into laughter. Alexandra and Aurora exchanged glances and cracked up, too. Denise’s scowl only deepened. "Hate to ruin the mood," a deep voice interrupted, "but is our order almost set?" The laughter vanished instantly. All four of us turned to face the three customers waiting at the counter. I gave Denise a quick nod toward the customers, then dashed over to Aurora's station to help her wrap the drinks. "Listen, buddy," Denise snapped, her face turning crimson. “If this order of yours wasn’t fully paid, non-refundable, and insanely expensive, I’d punch you right now. I might just vent my frustration on you." The man held up his hands and took a cautious step back. "Denise and her customer service ways." Aurora smirked as we loaded the last drink carriers. “Do you want to be in her position?” I asked. “Nope! She can do it” she said, ichuckled, securing the last lid. Leaving Aurora at the counter, I headed to the back of the restaurant to make sure the trash was sorted for tomorrow's morning run. After double-checking the locks, I secured the back door—only to be startled by the loud shatter of breaking glass from the front. alexandra’s furious voice cut through the air. "No! Please leave!"