C12 The table between Us

Lexi's POV

The moment my shift ended, I was already sweating, despite it being only about 11°C. I felt nauseous, as if I were a sixteen-year-old who just found out she was pregnant. My entire body ached from hours spent on my feet, and my hair was damp from helping out in the kitchen since Lori had called in sick. I was the only one who knew how to make everything just right