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Flashback

"Chloe, get table 13, please." Mrs. James, the owner of the restaurant I work for said to me with a sweet smile plastered on her face.

"Yeah, sure!" I said and ran towards the table to take the customer's order.

Is there any other word to use other than perfection? Mrs. James is such a nice person. She's a boss every employee would ever ask for. Ever since I started working here three months ago, she has always treated me like a daughter rather than a worker.

Wondering how I ended up here as a waitress? Months ago, my house caught on fire. I lost my mom in the process because she was an asthmatic patient and she couldn't survive it. And my kid sister, Diana.. the only sister I have is also nowhere to be found after the incident. Not only her, but my Dad too. We lost track of each other and I'm still confused to date. Everything seems to have fallen apart after the house caught fire. I seem to be the only survivor even though, deep down in me, I know my dad and sister are s