Lara: The devil is my savior
Van said with a smile that spread across his face.
“I will like to have a chicken salad,” Stella said to Van.
“Okay, how about you madam,” Van asked Stella’s mother.
“We are not ready to order.” Her Father said rudely.
“Okay, sir,” Van said while leaving, a few minutes later van came back with the salad.
“Here you go ma'am, when you are ready to order I will be over there,” Van said.
Stella took a look at the salad, it looked mouth-watering, the aroma kept hitting her nose, when she took a bite her mood changed, it tasted terrible, the vegetables were spoilt, she took a sip of the wine to wash of the disgusting taste.
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