She Remembers Everyone's Order, Except Mine
I lowered my head and nearly finished my chamomile tea as I tried to suppress the tingling feeling in my nose.
I used to think that Bridget cared about me. But ultimately, time revealed that it was nothing but just wishful thinking after all.
"You should try this, Aiden. This is the restaurant's signature dish," a female colleague, Mandy Corelli, then said to me. Before I knew it, she had already passed the sharing platter down to me with a huge grin on her face.
Keith cocked an eyebrow at her.
"What are you doing? Trying to get cozy with the newbie just because he looks fine?"