He quickly fetched a uniform and handed it to me. I rushed to the restroom to change, my heart racing with both fear and determination.
Once I was dressed, I took a deep breath and adjusted the uniform. I needed to get that phone back.
I walked out into the hall, trying to blend in with the other staff.
My eyes were locked on Juan and the new woman he was with. They were engrossed in their conversation, oblivious to my presence. I approached their table, my hands shaking slightly.
“Excuse me, sir,” I said, using the most professional tone I could muster.
“You dropped this earlier.” I handed Juan a napkin, hoping he would be distracted enough not to recognize me right away.
Juan looked up, mildly surprised. As he took the napkin, I quickly reached for his phone lying on the table. I grabbed it and hurried back to Miguel, my heart pounding in my chest.
Miguel looked confused as I thrust the phone into his hands.
“Look at the messages,” I said, opening the chat between Juan and me.
“And there are dozens of other women, too.”
Miguel scrolled through the messages, his eyes widening in shock. He looked at me, then back at Juan, who was still laughing with the woman.
Miguel’s expression hardened with understanding and anger. He nodded and pulled out his phone to call the police.
Minutes later, the police arrived.
They spoke with Miguel, who gestured towards Juan. The officers approached Juan’s table, and I watched as they questioned him. Juan’s face went from confident to confused to panicked in a matter of seconds.
The police escorted him out of the restaurant, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
Miguel turned to me with a look of concern and kindness. “You… okay?” he asked.
I nodded, tears of relief and gratitude filling my eyes. “Thank you, Miguel.
You believed me and helped me. I don’t know how to repay you.”
Miguel smiled gently. “Good people help each other.
You find a new start now.”
I realized that in this crazy journey, I had found someone who truly cared. Miguel’s kindness and support gave me the strength to face a difficult situation and become stronger. As I stood there, I felt a sense of hope for the future.
I wasn’t alone anymore, and that made all the difference.
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