Ashely
I observed Ingrid who took slow steps towards the counter like a woman aware of the eyes boring holes at her feminine frame.
"I would like to order a cup of coffee and a cheese-cake, please?" I heard her say in a soft tone.
I fought the urge to rip that smile off her face while I struggled in getting a cup and raced towards the coffee-maker machine.
Emily's face was still bent, her eyes fixated on the ground and her expression bearing that of embarrassment and burning rage.
"You look nice. " I heard Leo say and I rolled my eyes. He flirted with everyone, including me and I had no idea why I felt bothered about it and why my heart kept racing anytime he spoke, laughed or even chuckled.
I heard quick heels advance towards a table and push a chair back, humming silently.
