Saira's POV.
I try to give a friendly look to the old lady as she reaches my cash counter at 'Snacks King' but it is not easy to smile while you are trying to stifle a yawn.
I ended up giving her a twisted and pouted lip expression with my cheeks puffed out slightly with the yawn that seemed determined to make it's presence felt.
If the lady found my expression weird she did not give it away and I suppose I should be thankful for that.
The day had been a tiring one with me visiting the University to pick up some study material then going to visit my father at the hospital before coming here directly in time for my shift. Skipping lunch had not been the best of decisions and it added to my weariness.
I hope the chapter has been a good read. Saira seems to be fighting battle with her heart and Leonardo sure knows how to win that battle. Please do vote and comment. Love, from me to you.:)
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