Chapter 0122
“Are you sure?” I ask, stunned. “I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“It’s not an imposition,” the woman assures me. “It’s about time they learn a good lesson. You can’t go

around causing trouble and not expect to deal with the consequences.”

Just then, Karl emerges from the kitchen, wiping his hands on a towel. His eyes meet mine,

questioning. I nod subtly, a smile breaking through my fatigue.

“Karl, these are the parents,” I explain. “They agree with your punishment. Actually, they want to extend

it for an entire week.”

Karl grins, extending a hand to each parent. “I appreciate your understanding. Trust me, there’s a lot to

be learned in a kitchen. I would know.” He glances at me, winking subtly. My face flushes red, and I

avert my gaze to my apron.

“Then it’s settled,” the man says, shaking Karl’s hand firmly.

As the parents walk toward the kitchen, presumably to have a serious chat with their de mented

lean against the bar, suddenly drained but also immeasurably

barely

slight laugh escaping

chock full of surprises.”

glances at me, his eyes warm and comforting. “Some surprises are good, don’t

I murmur, realizing the truth in his words. Maybe it’s the parents

once, something has gone right amidst

is, I’m grateful. It could

of the day is a blur. I feel as though I’m on autopilot, mechanically checking off tasks,

starts and the restaurant fills with the sound

I feel detached, like I’m observing it

clock nears closing time, and I let out a breath I didn’t

over the worn wooden tables

file out, murmuring their goodbyes, leaving behind the

of the restaurant, flipping chairs onto

meet, and he

says, as he

again,” I reply, a weary smile tugging

Abby,” he begins, his voice tentative. I know where this is going. “About my

told you,” I interrupt, “I can’t go. I need to

puts a hand up. “Just…

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