When Work Gets Personal

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Arielle I went on with my duties, serving customers, but deep down I was waiting for Tessa. She had been getting late these days. Just yesterday, she told me she showed up three hours late, and now, it was already past two. I was starting to worry. I handled everything alone. Serving, taking orders. Sean and Jessica didn’t even show up, which didn’t bother me anymore. I was already used to their absence. An hour later, the customers thinned out. I finally had time to sit and breathe. All the walking and talking had exhausted me. I leaned back against the chair by the counter, inhaling slowly as I watched customers leave one after the other. Darius was no longer in sight, but his car was still parked outside. I totally ignored it. Then Tessa walked in. For a second, I thought I w

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