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As I walked through the driveway, headed for the bar's entrance, I was impressed at the renovation that had been done to the place. It looked better upclose.

I still remembered when Dennis told me, before our wedding, about renovating the place. We had both stayed up for several nights after a hectic workday, picking designs and themes.

A smile creeped onto my lips. Those were fun times. Times when I had no gaping worry.

He let me on throughout the whole process of the renovation. After the renovation, he showed me pictures of the place and we both took pride in our taste in the designs that we chose as they turned out exceedingly well.

My heart warmed and my smile widened at how we had argued nonstop about who picked which design.

The result that the renovation yielded was the best part. The new welcoming yet intriguing designs had attracted more customers, causing the spot to be one of his bubbliest bars.

As I stepped into the bar, goosebumps scattered all over my skin as all eyes fell on me.

It was as though they had just seen a rarely-seen celebrity walk into a random coffee shop. Some of them even craned their necks to see me.

Weird.

Was this like a norm in bars or there was something else? I wondered as I made my way to the counter while I discreetly glanced down at my tummy.

baby bump and they were just wondering why a pregnant woman was in a bar but there was no sign that I

boy and a girl there. They both looked like they just stepped out of their teen years. And they looked like they

while before they noticed

wiped off the boy's face and the girl hid her blush with her hair as she

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the drinks on the menu in his hands and reading them out. So

that the outside view was just a tip of the iceberg. The interior of the bar was stunning. If I loved close by, I could see myself just coming in here to sit for a while just because of how beautiful and homey it looks and feel.

feel like home. Not just some bar you walk into to knock yourself out. Even if it will be just a little, my patrons should have an inkling of what a

were padded too. It gave the place the look, and I'm certain, the feel he wanted. I guess the wooden chairs we

remembered

him. I couldn't help but be proud of him. us, of what we could create together. Dennis and I, we work and fit together so well. There were just so many hurdles for

me to ram it into your brains to direct customers to their seats, hand them the men, then go attend to them there? The voice got my attention and the three of us turned to the stern voice that came

stopped beside me, and glared at the

sir." Then the girl stepped out from behind the counter, "Ma'am, please, let

to order anything." Immediately I said that I wondered if I should've just ordered something before I made my

turned to the man. His eyes were

"Hello," I smiled.

sorry, ma'am. I didn't

"It's okay."

as the manager of the bar then he turned to

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