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

the bar, suddenly drained but also

his shoulder barely touching mine. “Not what you

at all,” I say softly, a slight laugh escaping my lips. “But these past couple

chock full of surprises.”

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

words.

or maybe it’s the simple fact that for once, something has gone

It

is a blur. I feel as though I’m on autopilot, mechanically

Even when the dinner rush starts and the restaurant fills with the sound

detached, like I’m

closing time, and I let

lights are dimmer now, casting a warm glow over the worn wooden tables and chairs. The last

file out, murmuring their goodbyes, leaving behind the scent of lingering coffee

the far end of the restaurant, flipping chairs onto tables, readying

and

says, as

say that again,” I reply, a weary smile tugging at

I know where this

I interrupt, “I can’t go. I need to be

a hand up. “Just… hear me

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