#Chapter11

It was strange how with each day passing, I found it harder to work in the café. I struggled to keep my mouth shut and keep my comments to myself when people complained about seriously stupid stuff, and it was probably because my life became harder as well, with a huge irritation named Jude, messing up my mood either way.

As I washed a few cups, I tried to ignore Suzanne's sweet and delightful voice, explaining in detail how great and hot Jude really is. I found my stomach clench with hatred every time I heard her say his name, and I couldn't find a reasonable explanation for it....