He gently patted John on the shoulder, signaling him not to be too hard on himself, then turned to Camila and said, "We were just passing by and thought we'd drop in." Camila nodded in acknowledgment.

As the store began to fill with customers, Camila quickly turned to attend to her duties. Craig and John also started helping out with the customers willingly. After a busy spell, Claire pulled Craig aside and whispered, "Craig, didn't you tell John about Camila..."

"I did tell him, but John can be a bit stubborn-us veterans tend to stick to our guns once we've made up our minds," Craig replied with a resigned smile.

"John is really a good guy, very reliable, but unfortunately, Camila just doesn't feel the same way about him," Claire sighed, a hint of regret in her voice.

In the days that followed, John continued to show up every day, diligently helping out in the diner. His hard work earned him unanimous praise from the customers.

Taking advantage of a moment when Claire was away, Camila said to him, "John, I actually have someone I like."

John paused, his movements halting abruptly. He looked up at Camila, his face breaking into an awkward smile. "It's okay, I know you don't feel the same about me. I just didn't have anywhere else to go during my time off, and I wanted to be helpful here."

Despite their conversation, John kept coming to the diner every day to help.

His persistence made Camila feel quite helpless.

***

is Connor's

early ride back

excited heart, she searched online for a tutorial on how to bake a cake. She carefully

temperature and timing well, resulting in several

effort, she

fresh fruits as garnish. As she completed the final step, she glanced at the wall clock which pointed to seven. Just then,

Connor wasn't fond of sweets, she had specially prepared pasta

Camila sat on

Ding-dong-

her heart race. She quickly stood up from the sofa, took a few deep breaths to ease her

the door, a strong scent

Camila was stunned.

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