"Are you really okay? Maybe you shouldn't come to work?" Concern was evident in her voice. "My head just hurts, but I can still work. I'll just take care of the customers." I turned away from her, carrying a heavy heart. My heart was slowly burning, and my eyes couldn't hold back the tears. I sniffed as I stood in front of a table and instinctively handed the menu to the customer. "Your order, sir?" I mumbled, looking down. "How are you? You look like you're not feeling well, hija?" I looked up to see Mr. Falcon sitting there. My lips twitched, and I forced a smile. "Mr. Falcon, it's you." He chuckled softly and took the menu from me, but he didn't take his eyes off me. "Are you alright?" He asked again, as if he wouldn't take his order until I spoke. "Yes, I'm fine, just a bit of a headache... How about you?" I heard his laughter again. "I'm very good, hija." I smiled because I thought he was in a good mood. So, I couldn't resist asking about his life. "Have you spoken to
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