I showed up at a fancy restaurant for a job interview, dressed my best and full of hope—but the owner mocked me, spilled wine on my dress, and kicked me out. Thinking it was the worst day ever, I then fainted and woke up in the hospital, seriously ill. To make amends, John transformed my hospital room into a beach getaway, and despite my fears, we grew close—he even sold his restaurant to take me to Rome for treatment, giving me hope for a real beach day and more time together.
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