71: Sleepless nights

Alora’s POV

Managing the restaurant was a task I had come to love, even with the weight of responsibility growing heavier on my shoulders each day. After Maria's passing, I had taken on the mantle of running the place, a job that required more energy and focus than I had ever anticipated.

The days were long, filled with the constant demands of customers, the endless orders from the kitchen, and the steady stream of workers who looked to me for direction.

But it was also a task that grounded me, giving me purpose and keeping my mind off other things… things that were better left buried.

The restaurant—Maria’s beloved creation—had become my sanctuary. I poured everything I had into keeping it running smoothly, ensuring that her legacy lived on.

The staff, most of whom had been with Maria for years, were like a family to me now. They had welcomed me into their fold, trusting my judgment and following my lead. It wasn’t easy, but somehow, we made it work.

“Morning, Hazel!” Lucy greeted