ELENA'S POV I changed into the remarkably well tailored uniforms and jumped straight into work. The coffee shop had only a handful of customers, so it was just me and another warm and friendly young girl around my age, Clara, who worked right alongside me as a waitress."You must be new around here," she said as I joined her in arranging the tables. We both had on the same uniforms that all the waitresses wore.Yes," I responded quietly and did not bother to add anything more.Clara seemed like a talkative person, and I really didn’t want to engage with her because back in the dressing room, when I changed into my uniform, I had already decided to make this place my new home.Jacinta was still out of town, and we had barely kept in touch since then. Zach was back at the house, and with all the issues surrounding his return, I couldn’t go home. Essentially , I was homeless and jobless. At least here, no one knew me, unlike at home.It also gave me a sense of satisfaction knowing that A
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