“The Indian girl has class,” Lexi drawled from where she stood next to Cass.
“It’s Monamei, Lexi,” Cass let out on an amused sigh.
Lexi glared at her friend and even hit her shoulder playfully. “You know I have trouble remembering names,” she said in mock anger. “Don’t be a jerk.”
“You’re going to miss this jerk,” Cass retorted, a smug smirk stretching her lips.
“Don’t remind me,” the redhead let out in a resigned tone, her shoulders slumped in defeat, her eyes tearing up.
“Don’t you dare cry,” Cass whispered, choking on a sob herself.
Cass was going to move to England the next day, and she watched wistfully as her substitute, Monamei, was going about the restaurant, taking orders from right and left, a welcoming smile adorning her face.
Waiting tables used to be her job. Now, she d
