Valentina

“Buonasera! Welcome to Trattoria Sofia del Gusto. What can I tempt your taste buds with tonight?” I greet, adjusting my apron. Surprise washes over me as I come face to face with Chiara, who appears unruffled by our unexpected encounter.

“I’ll savour the Bruschetta al Pomodoro, indulge in Risotto ai Frutti di Mare, the Saltimbocca alla Romana, and finish on a sweet note with Tiramisu,” Chiara orders, her tone formal, emotions tucked away.

“Chiara,” I acknowledge, my greeting filled with unspoken explanations.

“Anything to drink?”

“I’d love a glass of Pinot Grigio,” she requests, unperturbed.

"Chiara, please let me explain."

"Isn't it too late for unnecessary pleasantries and explanations? Last I checked, we aren't friends anymore."

"I'm deeply sorry. You know that was beyond my control."

“Please pack up my order. I won't be eating in here anymore."

"Okay," I respond as I sigh, not knowing how to go about it.

She drops her payment, puts in her earpiece, and takes a seat.

Chiara and I s