"Hello, my name's Daiana, I will be your server today. Have you, esteemed guests, chosen already?" - I asked the couple by the table nine, with my best work-smile.
The man's hair was light, almost the same shade as Vanya's. It's surprising how I see him in every person I come across, and as a waitress, I come across quite a few. And it's not just men. No, I noticed that this man's date had gray eyes, but not as much as Vanya's, there was way too much blue in hers, but it was enough to make me think of him again.
I blame Chelsea for it. I was doing rather well… okay, I was avoiding thinking about my own feelings, but I was doing fine with that. It got to the point when I could go on for hours before my wandering thoughts brought me back to him. But after talking with Chelsea in the park
