Lukas.

"You can't even make coffee, Lukas what are you a princess ?" Hanna yelled - which she does all the time. I had been working at the café for over a week now. I hated it even though it wasn't as bad. I couldn't see Nella whenever I wanted to and the fact that all the customers want to take photos with me even if I said no. They would still snap pictures of me working. The money I earned there per day was the amount I would give as a tip to whenever I got room service. It was torture but I was determined to show my father...