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.

had but that she couldn't drink

another for a very, very long

was even worn out toward the end. As she was feeling miserable, she didn't bother keeping her eyes open as

Crying close-eyed.

time she ever experienced heartbreak, only ever seeing it in teen dramas. She couldn't understand what was there to

now that she was experiencing it

in her knees,

door opened, and a series of steady footsteps proceeded, stopping

a fetal position. As he reached his

a long

home." His tone, as

was no

"Mashauva?"

Mashauva remained silent.

and with that, she fell into his embrace,

then did Bruno realize she

wet tear stains on her face; his heart

even more heart-wrenching was that she fell asleep leaning against the washroom wall. How horrible of

one to make

care and stepped out. Seeing that, the waitress came

said softly, "I'm her

waitress wanted to say more,

a bar. All she had was milkshake, not alcohol. I'm sure she's sober enough not to be

way, and Bruno carried Mashauva out, placing her in the back seat

waitresses in the parlor couldn't

he's so gentle 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

you're right. We can only look at them

At the Taylor villa.

on cloud nine that day as her daughter had happily gone out on a date with Bruno. She thought he was outstanding,

pleased when she heard Mashauva had

returned home in Bruno's arms

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