Chapter 9

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Meghan's POV I have worked in our bar ever since I have cognizance and it is my first time experiencing having no customer at all. It is already midnight but the bar is still awfully quiet. Did my Mom's bar already go bankrupt? But maybe that was not the case since I saw her walking to the bar's counter while counting a bunch of money, where did she get that? "Mom," I called her so she looked at me while her fingers are busy counting the money on her hands. "It is already midnight but we don't have any customers, are we closing the bar?" I asked because it is a waste of time staying here doing nothing. I have swept the floor and wiped all the tables, for the nth time to the extent that I can almost see my reflection. "Someone rented the whole bar." Then she pointed at the guy sitting a

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