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The café buzzes around me—laughter, the clinking of plates, whispers that are just loud enough to be heard. Eyes are on me, like always, but I’ve mastered the art of pretending not to notice. They watch, they whisper, but none of them know me.I look at the expensive watch on my wrist. That Marcus is already five minutes late. How dare he make me wait!“If he doesn’t show up in a minute, I’ll leave.” I whispered to myself. If it wasn’t just my father wanting me to try to date that guy who is his business partner’s son, I wouldn’t be here.The door chimes, and I glance up just in time to see Marcus approaching. He’s handsome, I’ll give him that. Tall, sharp features, and dressed in a formal attire. He looks like he’s stepped out of a high-end magazine, exactly the type my parents would approve of.But as soon as he sits down, I can feel the weight of his arrogance pressing on me. His smile is too easy, too practiced, and I already know how this is going to go.“Amber, right?” Marcus

The girls and I settle into the couch, making ourselves comfortable. I couldn’t stop glancing around the bar, hoping to catch sight of that guy from earlier…the one who made me feel things I wasn’t sure I wanted to feel.But he had vanished after our little conversation. Disappeared into the crowd without a trace.“I heard Free’s cousins are coming tonight,” Desiree says casually as she picks at an appetizer from our table.I raise an eyebrow, trying to focus on the conversation and not on my wandering thoughts. “Really? I didn’t know she was close with her paternal side,” I comment, taking a sip of my drink. “I always see her with her cousins from Aunt Fatima’s side, like Natasha.”“Well, apparently, they’re more focused on business. You know, the serious, no-nonsense types.”“Oh, so they’re boys?” Hailey chimes in.“If they are, I bet they’re middle-aged with wrinkles from sitting in an office all day,” I joke, making the girls laugh.But before I can continue with another joke, I h