Daniela's POVThe woman that stood in front of me this time was different. She didn’t look remorseful anymore, much less, like someone who yearned for my forgiveness. Charlene was angry- for some reason- and her next words showed why. “I think I deserve an explanation.”I looked around at the other waiters that had begun moving around, doing their work in the bar. I sighed and dropped my stuff. There was no need to make a scene, and I should’ve seen this coming. I got out of the bar and headed to a booth in the corner. Hopefully, she’d be wise enough to follow me.She sat opposite me, putting her clasped hands on the table, as if to assert some dominance. Truthfully, I felt uncomfortable. Everything was still fresh in my mind, and I still hadn’t fully dealt with the emotions her betrayal had left me with.“I don’t think I owe you anything, Charlene,” I said matter-of-factly. “But tell me
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