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0008: Hiding, Hungry, And Him

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-12 18:59:01

ANGELA’S POV

I slipped past the dancing crowd before anyone could corner me, before Julius could collect the last shreds of his pride, before Kimberly could pretend I had accidentally embarrassed her. Please. That little stunt was on purpose. Let them stew in it.

Halfway across the hall I spotted Ella and Isabella, wrapped up in their own little orbit. Of course they were. Tonight was their night. Eighteen. You could practically see people circling them with congratulations, flirtations, and the casual glory hunting that comes with milestone birthdays.

I threaded through clusters of guests and reached them. They turned together, identical smiles lighting up their faces.

“Happy birthday, you two,” I said, and hugged them both. “Eighteen looks good on you.”

Ella tossed her hair back and laughed. “Finally, right? I feel like I’ve been waiting forever for this day.”

“Tell me about it,” Isabella groaned, rolling her eyes. “Maybe now people will stop treating us like kids.”

I grinned. “Good
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