I noticed something off about Yasmin again.Throughout dinner, she barely touched her food. Her fork moved a few times at most, yet her eyes stayed fixed on Shannon, as if she couldn't look away. The look in her gaze was complicated. There was confusion, scrutiny, and a distant, unfocused haze that I couldn't quite place.No matter how I thought about it, I couldn't figure out what she was really looking at.Dinner eventually ended.Diana hadn't been feeling well to begin with. On top of that, she'd spent the entire meal worried Benedict might clash with Yasmin again, so she barely ate anything.Once we finished, she was breathing lightly, clearly worn out. Benedict said, "I'll take her upstairs for some oxygen. You all watch the New Year's Special for now. I'll come back down in a bit."After they went upstairs, the mood in the living room sank instantly.There was no reason for me to stay. I was just about to leave with Shannon when she tugged on my sleeve and whispered, "Ms.
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