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When Work Gets Personal

Author: Bree Tyl
last update publish date: 2026-02-19 00:46:43

Arielle

I went on with my duties, serving customers, but deep down I was waiting for Tessa. She had been getting late these days. Just yesterday, she told me she showed up three hours late, and now, it was already past two.

I was starting to worry.

I handled everything alone. Serving, taking orders. Sean and Jessica didn’t even show up, which didn’t bother me anymore. I was already used to their absence.

An hour later, the customers thinned out. I finally had time to sit an
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