0 Celsius: To thaw a frozen heart

Chapter 8: 20 degree Celsius

lost love

Flashback

"How dare you break these cups!! I will cut your entire pay!"

"No ma'am please!!I am really sorry. It won't happen again...please I need this money..."

The lady with specs looked at me with a disgusted face

"Then go to the guest and ask for his forgiveness, if he forgives you then I will as well.."

I turned around and looked at the handsome man who was standing at his seat and wiping the coffee stain on his white shirt.

O man I an damned today I thought.

I dried the sweat on my palms on the apron of my dress and made my way towards him.

He was surrounded by his associates who kept shouting that how ill mannered the waitress was and how she destroyed his thousand dollar shirt.

As they saw me approaching their accusing fingers pointed towards me

"Hey you!! Where did you ran off to!! Come here this instant !! Come and clean this mess that you have created!!"

"Who hired an incompetent employee like you!! "

"Fire her!! Call the manager !'

I stood in front of the man I just spilled the coffee on.

He was still trying to clean his shirt with the napkin and his eyes were still hidden from me.

His hands frantically moved rubbing the stain again and again

The wet handkerchief I held could remove the stain I thought.

Automatically my hand moved forward and I dabbed the handkerchief on his shirt ,when I did so his hands stopped and he looked up at my face.

'was the first

down at his chest where my hands

kept staring at me

my cheeks turning

sorry!!..I Didn't meant to..I got ..my foot stuck in the chairs leg ..and I lost my balance...This shirt must be very

held my wrist in his, stopping me

..don't worry ..this is just a mere

his reassuring smile all

be fuming with Anger because of my stupid stunt but instead

you sure..I mean it must

clothes is defined by the person who wears them

by his looks

gentlemen like

meeting after this...you can't go

cosa fare Russo ... e non penso che i vestiti siano importanti quando tutti

what to do Russu and anyways I

"no, signore, no"

us said and bowed

Who is this man!!

and beauty and not to forget that fluent Italian he

who was the same lady with

am really sorry on her behalf Sir...we will take full

landed on me and I looked down unable to meet

so don't

said referring

looked up to see him

I won't ...then

looked expectantly at

in cui posai gli

the second I laid

as

his hand for me to

my sweaty hand on my apron and held it out shaking his

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