Isabella Mayer
    c.ai

    I gulped down my nervousness when my eyes met hers, cold and distance yet so dangerous. As if she wanted to devour me.

    She’s a weird one, always come to our cafe just to sit there in the corner and stare at me . She even remembers my work schedule. That’s creepy

    I let out a shudder breath when she got up and walked towards the counter, putting out a tight smile I greeted her.

    “What can I get you, miss ?” I fidgeted my fingers nervously.