Aaliyah's POV
I continued working even though I can feel that someone is eyeing me intently.
I felt uncomfortable and conscious of my every movement but I acted like I am not affected.
"Drinks for table number five," the bartender uttered so I walked towards the bar counter and took the tray that contains two types of liquor.
I carefully walked towards table number five and place their drinks in front of the customers.
"Do you need anything, Sir?" I asked but they just shook their head and dismissed me.
I continued doing that kind of routine for almost four hours until my shift ended.
It is still dark outside but I took all my courage and walked into the dark alley. I looked at my back when I feel like someone is following me but all I can see is darkness.
I took a deep breath t
