Venessa's P.O.V
The moment I entered the diner, I was welcomed by the stares and glares from every customer and staff especially the girls and to add they're shamelessly talking so loud about me, " what a gold digger", "look at her!, she don't even look that good" and so on. I stared down at my shoes, feeling ashamed and heartbroken, as memories during my high school started to hit me with full force, I felt the tears gathering at the corner of my eyes, ready to fall anytime soon but, sadly this time mama won't be here to wipe them away.
I looked up at Mario and it seems like he's the only person here in the diner that doesn't hate or disgusted by my existence at the moment. He stood there at the cashier smiling at me like a father encouraging her daughter to carry on the recital she's g
