Elena
Hours slipped into days, and I had yet to receive a phone call from Panther. It was the only thing keeping me awake, but nothing had happened. Money didn’t grow from a tree, so despite everything, I was back at work.
Exhausted, I leaned my head against the bar as I took in the silence of the empty space. Personally, I thought opening the cocktail bar in the morning didn’t even make sense, but it was whatever. Not my business, not my rules.
“You’re haunting away the customers.” Rona tapped my shoulder. I raised my head with a lazy expression in my eyes. “Customers?” I yawned. “It’s morning!”
“My god.” Rona giggled. “It’s good to see you’re slowly getting your personality back.”
“Right,” I mumbled. That was probably because this was the only time of the day where I did not have to
