Stella
I approach the restaurant with a big smile on my face while dragging a small wagon of wrapped gifts behind me. The host immediately opens the door for me and I thank him, allowing him to guide me to the back of the building where I have reserved a large room for my family and I to privately dine in.
As soon as I step into the room, a sigh escapes my lips. One of the severs inside the restaurant approaches me with a kind smile.
“Hello, my name is Amber, I’ll be helping and serving you today,” she says in a cheery tone. It’s so sweet and innocent it makes my teeth hurt.
“Hi, Amber,” I breathe out, extending my hand to shake hers. “Is there anyone else that will be helping you? My family is on the bigger side.”
I begin to remove the presents from the wagon and onto one of the empt
