VALENCIA'S POV
"What can we serve you today?" I walked to the table to take their orders and the boys smiled.
"Val, how have you been? We heard what happened in that cafe. Are you okay?" One of the boys I knew was going to our adjacent University asked, and I smiled.
"Nothing to worry about when Cia is here," I winked and they chuckled before placing their orders.
"Order for table no. 7," I said on the counter before walking to another table and taking their order.
Once I took the three orders of the new customers, I sighed and leaned on the side.
Though it wasn't that busy, the constant walking was definitely taking a toll on my wounds.
While I was busy relaxing, I heard the bell at the entrance ring which meant new customers.
Seriously, why can't people cook at their houses too? I gritted my teeth, but then I smelt him, his heavy scent wafted through my nostrils, making me open my eyes immediately before I hid behind the pillar.
What the hell was he doing here?
