Nayana
I stare at my broken phone, wondering if the conversation I just had with Leonardo Voss was a figment of my imagination.
Leonardo Voss is coming to pick me up... by himself? How did we get here?
My heart is racing so fast that I almost drop the coffee tray I’m holding. It is my turn to clean up after the customers have all left. I hurriedly get to it so I can be done and ready by the time Leo gets here.
I stop short.
Woah, am I really waiting for Leonardo to pick me up? and why is my chest thumping with excitement at the thought of it? Oh God!
I'm currently standing in front of the mirror in the rest room after I just dabbed some warm water on my face. I stare at my reflection. My cheeks are flushed, and my eyes are uncontrollably wide and sparkling.
"Keep it together, Nana.
