The noise of others entering reached my ears. Not wanting to expose my vulnerability, I shut off the faucet forcefully, struggling to regain my composure. Then I returned to the gambling tables to continue my torturous task—serving that insufferable jerk, Jack.
From this moment on, I vowed not to dwell on anything, much less anyone. No matter how many times Isaac glanced my way, I wouldn't meet his gaze. Everything had simply reverted to the awkward unfamiliarity of before. My only concern now was how to get back before curfew.
An hour quickly passed, but no matter how many times I looked at Samantha, she deliberately averted her eyes, pretending not to see me.
Damn it! I glanced at the clock again. In another half hour, I would miss the last bus. I steeled myself, preparing to approach
