~199~

~Mirabelle~

"Jamaican rice and strawberry desert coming right up for Mr Roman Grey!" Natasha exclaimed as she took Roman's order and placed it on his table. I smiled when Roman shot me a knowing look.

"What? I've improved in my waitress skills, haven't I?" She asked me when she came back to the reception area.

"I've told you times without number, honey, to allow the workers do their job." I said as I dished out another order.

"I know mama, but I can't just sit in one place and watch your overstress yourself. Let me take part in your struggles too."

I stared at her for a moment then lifted up my hand and tugged a strand of hair off her face. "You're already going through so much because of me. And besides, you still have school, remember? You have assignments, don't you?''

"Already done."

I shrugged. "Well, if you insist."

"Of course I do."

I didn't know she just stood there watching me until I heard her say, I have the prettiest woman in the world as my mother. Doesn't that feel great