The Girl He Craves

Chapter 29

Sophie’s pov

I parked on the side of the curb, my old car coming to a stop with a loud screech and a shud der.

“Dammit.” I snarled as I jab at the seatbelt to free myself.

Mila burst into fits of laughter as she watches me struggle with the seatbelt.

“Ha ha. Of course you’re all giddy and amused because at least you’re not stuck.” | groaned, jamming my fingers on the red release button on the seatbelt.

Mila taps her hand on the dashboard. “Mary is really about to give up on us.” She snorted.

I bought that car when I knew I needed my own transportation to bring Ash around. It was al ready old and looked ready to collapse, but it was at a reasonable price and that was all I could budget. It did the job anyway, even though half the time it’s a struggle to get out or startit.

“You’d think that naming her Mary she’d be lucky.” Thuffed, rejoicing silently when the release button finally works.

I was already contemplating if to grab a hold of the scissors I had in the compartment and just snip the entire seatbelt around me.

Mila giggled and then suddenly goes silent. “Uh oh.”

I snapped my head to her in confusion. “What?”

She nudged her chin slightly at the opening of the diner where I could see Ressa, Mila’s aunt and also Ria’s mom, bounding over here. Her black hair wipes behind her.

“Oh shit.” I winced when she knocks her knuckles on the passenger’s window. Mila rolls the glass down and it makes an awful screeching sound.

Ressa’s dark glaring eyes are more visible now as the dirty glass goes lower. “You two are late.” She snaps. “I’m here running this thing on my own. You know how busy this shit gets in the morning.”

“You know we have to drop off Ash first at daycare Ressa. We’re here now.” I said while look ing at the road behind me to be sure that a car wasn’t coming. When it was clear I opened the car quickly and got out.

“Oh right. How’s that little bugger? I haven’t seen him in a while.” Ressa chuckled, “I miss his cute face. You have to bring him here more often Soph, he attracts me more customers.”

“Leave it to you to still talk about getting more customers. You’re a living bank aunty Ressa.” Mila snorted as she got out of the car. The door screeches when she closes it.

“If I was a bank child I’d already own a mansion. You don’t see mansion print ed on my forehead

.

but you sure walk like you have one.” Mila retorted

a death stare that had her

get inside you two.” She grumbles, walking away from us. My eyes fall to her

pertama. “Hmmm. What do you know? She actually walks like she has one lodged up there.” I

the door and the little bell chimes. “Any time now you

looks at each

is here.” Mila

looked up from cleaning the table and my eyes dart to

a man nearing age fifty-five and he had been a loyal customer for two years now. He was a

when his brown eyes

was younger and not married, I’d definitely give him a chance.” Mila joked, turning around to fully face Mr.

grinning. “He can be your dad

why I said if

sure she was counting the money she just

forcing me to do her bidding.” She rolls her eyes

I was done cleaning up the mess a family of four left on the table, 1 skated over to Bernard who was waiting for me patiently. “How’s your day been Sophie?” He asked with a cheer ful pitch in his

of me as his daughter, it didn’t help that we looked so much alike.

to write down his or der. Apart from how busy and noisy and a bit stressful working at the diner can be, the friendly and kind customers made up for it. One of them happens to be

red.”

while awaking his head. “Kids these

I beamed and nodded.

He asked with high hope. Bernard met up with Ash countless times when Ash wasn’t in daycare yet and I had to bring

nodded and smiled. “You have to stop

scoffs. “No way. This is nothing Sophie. Ash deserves more than that. I

don’t have to keep buying

many times Sophie, I just want to do this for Ash. There’s no huge dent in my bank account. I’m buying

narrowed my eyes. “I’m not accepting it.” I threatened so he’d rethink his

chuckles and grins, “We’ll see about