She hadn't had a milkshake for a very long time?

How long was it? But even so, she didn't have to cry about it, right?

However, seeing that Mashauva's tears wouldn't stop, the waitress didn't have the heart to ask more but went to get her some napkins.

"Here, wipe your tears with it."

Mashauva's gaze was all gratitude when she saw the napkins.

"Thank you."

However, wiping it only made it worse as her tears wouldn't stop, crying as she drank.

Noticing the oddity, the other customers directed their attention to Mashauva one after another. She would've felt self-conscious if it was any other day, but she was suffering from heartbreak that day, so she didn't care what others thought.

After downing several cups of milkshake, she was filled to the brim and sickening even more so.

She looked up and asked with tears in her eyes.

"Sorry, do you mind showing me to the washroom?"

Washroom?

Someone grabbed Mashauva's arm, pulling her up as a deep voice rang.

"I'll take you there."

Disoriented, Mashauva followed the man. It took her quite a while to figure out something was amiss.

Why did the voice sound so familiar? Could it be?

However, her stomach was churning, and the washroom was right ahead. With a bigger problem in her hands, she ran to the washroom before she could verify her suspicion. Thud!

Mashauva vomited into the sink as soon as the washroom door closed.

cups of milkshake she had but that she couldn't drink anymore and wanted to vomit. With that, the milkshake

definitely wouldn't be having another for a very, very

was feeling miserable, she didn't

Crying close-eyed.

first time she ever experienced heartbreak, only ever seeing it

it herself, she

head in her knees, so worn

silence, the washroom door opened, and a series

at the girl in a fetal position. As he reached his hand out to her, he stopped mid-air and

long time

go home." His tone, as

there was

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

with that, she fell into his embrace,

then did Bruno realize she was

were wet tear stains on her face;

washroom wall. How horrible of vomit had she experienced for this to

one to

stepped out. Seeing that, the waitress came up to him and asked, "I'm

softly,

to say more,

had was milkshake, not alcohol. I'm sure

so she gave way, and Bruno carried Mashauva out,

parlor couldn't help marveling

toward his sister. Oh, how I wish I could be his sister." "You have got to be joking. Sister? Wouldn't you want to be his wife instead?" "C'mon, it's already a dream to

look

At the Taylor villa.

that day as her daughter had happily gone out on a date with Bruno. She thought he was outstanding, and she naturally wouldn't say noif he were to

when she heard

to her surprise, Mashauva returned home in

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