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Chapter 24 Café Luxe

Author: Howler
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-22 06:31:39

I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face. “How are you, dear?”

“I’m… fine,” I replied. “ Oh, How’s.. your health?”

“Oh, I’m feeling great now. It was just an asthma attack. Thank you so much for yesterday.”

“Oh no, it was my pleasure. You needed help, and anyone would have done the same.” She stood up, and we chatted for several minutes before waving goodbye. I settled back into my spot when she returned.

“I don’t mean to pry, but I’ve noticed you every time I pass this spot and looking a bit lost these past few days. Is something wrong at home?”

I scoff. “Home? When there isn’t ?” For some reason, I began to open up to this stranger. “Life in LA is tough, I won't lie. I’ve been searching for a job since I got here, but luck hasn’t been on my side. Giving up isn’t an option, especially since life has given me a second chance.”

She places her hand on my shoulder and says, “I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I can tell it’s a lot. Fortunately, we have a vacancy at ou
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