Chapter 2.25

Zoey p.o.v

“Enjoy your meal.” I smile politely at the customers after dropping their orders on the table. I huff out a gush of air, relieved, I'm about to have my first moment of a break since I had resumed work this morning.

I slumped on a seat in front of the counter, dropping the tray I used in serving customers on the counter. The restaurant has been packed with customers since morning, and the workload is killing me.

Since we are only three waiters today, two other of my colleagues had called in sick. Luckily, my boss is reasonable as he offered us cool energy drinks every hour.

My gaze scanned the restaurant, resting on the man at the far end of the restaurant. Sitting on his own in a corner, looking as creepy and scary as he looked when he first came here. That was an hour ago.

Weird.

I shrugged, deciding not to dwell on it. I glance at the wall clock, it's a few minutes left for a lunch break.

“Camilla and Isabella will be here any minute,” I muttered to myself. Those tw