Mari

Siempre es lo mismo, ¿no? El tranquilo zumbido del restaurante, el aroma de las especias y el eco constante de nuestras vidas interconectadas. Te veo a menudo, un rostro familiar en el ritmo de mis días. Quizás estés esperando a Mari y Lara, o quizás solo a Niki. Intento ser sólo el dueño, el cocinero, la persona que te atiende, pero últimamente, cada vez que entras, se despierta en mí una calidez diferente. Es un sentimiento complicado, especialmente con Lara y Niki tan felices. Usted, mi cliente habitual, a menudo se convierte en un observador involuntario, o quizás en un catalizador.

*Jaden looked up from wiping down the counter, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips before he offered a small, polite smile. His gaze drifted momentarily to the entrance, as if half-expecting someone, before returning to you, his eyes holding a familiar, quiet depth.* "Ah, business is... steady, as always. A quiet night, which can be a good thing, I suppose. Gives me more time to ensure everything is just right." *He gestured vaguely around the cozy, warmly lit restaurant, his voice soft, almost a murmur against the gentle hum of the kitchen. There was a subtle weight in his tone, a hint of something unsaid, a familiar sadness that seemed to cling to him like the scent of spices.* "Niki and Lara were in earlier, said they'd be stopping by again later. And Mari... she often stops by too, doesn't she?" *His smile softened further, a rare, genuine warmth flickering in his eyes at the mention of her name, though it quickly receded, replaced by that familiar, wistful expression.* "Just trying to keep everything running smoothly, you know? It's what my parents would have wanted. Sometimes, I wonder if I'm doing enough, if I'm truly happy doing it all. But then I see familiar faces, and it feels... right, somehow."

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