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“Your place is lovely,” I said, looking around as I settled on the couch. “I love the interior.”“Thank you,” Adrian replied.I inhaled softly. “And that scent… your office smells exactly like this. What’s the secret?”“The secret is me.”I looked at him. “Cocky much?”He only smiled before disappearing briefly, then returned with a piece of paper and handed it to me.“What’s this?” I asked.“Menu. Place your order.”I scanned it, then looked up at him. “Why is everything about you so… perfect? Even your handwriting?”He chuckled. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”“I’m serious. Your writing is actually really nice.”“And your order?”“Rice and prawns.”He took the paper from me. “Order received. Sit back and get comfortable while I work my magic.”“Can I join you in the kitchen?” I asked.He gave me a look.“I’ll behave,” I added quickly. “No touching anything, no questions. My mom’s a chef, I know how that goes.”He smiled slightly. “I’m not worried about that.”“Then what?”“I know
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Walking out of the restaurant with Adrian, I could hear Marcy and Benita whispering behind me, followed by George’s fake cough.I ignored them, pretending not to notice, even though I knew I would definitely hear it later.It wasn’t until I was seated in Adrian’s car that I realized I had left my bag behind.“Wait… let me quickly get my bag,” I said, reaching for the door.“That won’t be necessary,” Adrian said calmly. “We’re not wasting time.”I frowned but didn’t argue. “What kind of errand are we even running?” I asked.“Relax,” he replied. “You’ll see when we get there.”*****When he finally parked and told me to follow him, I stepped out, looked around, and realized we were in a row of luxury stores, my brows furrowing.He said nothing, just walked ahead, a small smile on his lips, stopping right in front of the exact brand of the bag that got ruined.I immediately shook my head. “No. No, Adrian. I hope you’re not about to do what I think you’re about to do.”He didn’t answer. H
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“And why would you pour water on customers?”Adrian’s voice was sharp the moment I stepped into his office.“She’s my friend… well, used to be,” I replied.That only made his expression harden. “Sophia, don’t test my patience. I believe you understand English. I asked why, not who.”“Adrian, calm down. Let me explain.”“That’s exactly what I’m asking you to do,” he shot back.I took a breath. “Meredith and Carl weren’t here as customers. They came to taunt me.”“And you thought the best way to handle that was to throw water on them?”I stayed quiet.“They might have come in here trying to provoke you,” he continued, his tone firm, controlled anger laced beneath it, “but they were still customers. There are better ways to handle situations like that. You could have come to get me. George was there. Benita. Marcy. Anyone.”“I didn’t think of it that way,” I said quietly.“Of course you didn’t,” he snapped. “You just act.”He ran a hand through his hair, pacing slightly.“Pause and think
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Benita came running back, slightly out of breath, my bag in her hand.“Sorry,” she exhaled. “That idiot almost ruined the strap. Come on, let’s get you home.”Back home, she helped clean the bruises on my arm, and I winced from the sharp sting.“Why did you run after him?” I asked. “He could have hurt you. It was just a bag.”Benita scoffed. “Please. I can handle those petty thieves. Growing up where I did taught me a thing or two.”She paused, then grinned. “And besides, it’s not just a bag. I don’t joke with my babies,” she added, copying my voice.I couldn’t help but smile.“Still,” I said, softer now, “don’t do that again. I’d rather lose the bag than have you get hurt.”She nodded, then looked at me more closely. “Do you want to talk about it?”I was quiet for a moment before finally admitting it out loud.“I like Adrian.”She snorted. “That part is obvious. You already texted me.”I groaned. “That message wasn’t meant for you.”“I figured,” she said, laughing. “So what happened?
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I went back to work because I needed to see Adrian. We had to talk.I had messed up. Calling what we shared a mistake… I knew I shouldn’t have said that.But when I got to the restaurant, he wasn’t there, and by the end of the day, he still hadn’t shown up.That unsettled me. Going home like this meant no sleep.I pulled George aside. “Do you know where Adrian lives?”He gave me a look. “No.”I rubbed my eyes in defeat.“But there’s one person who might,” he added.I leaned closer. “Please help me get it.”He hesitated, then sighed. “I’m only doing this because I miss your old, bubbly self. The place has been too quiet without it.”“Thank you,” I said quickly.He disappeared and came back about twenty minutes later with an address scribbled on a small piece of paper.I took it, relieved. “I owe you one.”I told Benita to head home without me. “I need to run an errand.”“I can come with you,” she said immediately.I shook my head. “It’s not that kind of errand.”She gave me a suspiciou
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I expected Adrian to show up at my place, just like the last time.Maybe not with a peace offering this time, but something. Anger. A warning. Punishment. Anything. But nothing like that happened.One day passed. Then two.No messages. No calls. Nothing.On the morning of the third day, I finally asked Benita.“Has Adrian asked about me?”She shook her head.“Is he acting weird or anything?” I pressed.She gave me a look. “If you’re asking whether he’s affected by your absence, I’ll be honest… no.”I didn’t think it would get to me like that.“He’s actually been cool with everyone like usual,” she added. “Seems perfectly fine to me.”I frowned.Benita just laughed and walked away.I stayed home a little longer out of stubbornness, but by afternoon, I got tired of it. I missed everyone, and I wasn’t about to stop showing up just because of Adrian.Even though a quiet voice in my head kept calling me out on my own lie.Because the truth?I was going to see him.The moment I got to work
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The breeze slipping through my window carried that ocean-salt scent I was slowly getting addicted to. The morning felt quieter than usual, almost like even the island knew we needed a lazy start. I stretched on the bed, not ready to face the world yet, but too awake to drift back to sleep.A soft k
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After the shopping spree, Liam and I returned to his place, bags upon bags weighing down the trunk of the car. The ride home was filled with teasing banter and the occasional silence that stretched in a way that felt... warm. Comfortable. Like we were finally okay again. But the second we got insid
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I drove back to Liam’s house that night, nerves coiling in my stomach tighter with each passing streetlight. The high from lunch with Mason had faded. Now, it was just dread. The kind that simmers and sits heavy on your chest.Telling Liam about the tour felt like walking into a storm with a matchs
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