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A lone candle burned inside a dark room. The used of textures and colors were so wild and intense, making the whole canvas scorched from its illusion.
I wonder who he is.
I stood and admired the painting for a couple of minutes before I went back to our table.
I sat and realized that Zhander and Knoll disappeared. I wandered my eyes and found them near the bar. I was going to join them when a glass of liquor blocked my way.
“This is this club’s popular drink. It’s quite expensive. You should try it.” Saoirse smiled, and her face looked friendly for once.
Why do you say it’s expensive rather than tasty?
I glanced at the glass. The color was dark, and little bubbles form at the bottom towards the top.
I wanted to pretend to take it, and ‘accidentally’ spill it on her, but unfortunately for me, someone beat me to it, and the contents spilled on my dress instead.
“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Let’s go to the toilet! Quick~!” said a harp-like voice, coming from a beautiful lady.
Before I had the chance protest, I was dragged into the toilet.
“Do you know that Cain Fay is single now?!”
I’m currently inside the female’s toilet together with the charming young girl, washing off the liquor on my dress, hoping it won’t stain when two women entered and discussed Cain Fay like we were invincible.
“Yes! I can’t believe it either! Holley and Cain are like THE couple that everyone envied!”
“I know, right?! But that’s like, a major opportunity for us! Cain Fay is single and available again!”
“Right! I heard many socialites are inviting him to their parties! Ahhh! I wish I could bed him just once!”
“Ahahaha! In your dreams! Don’t you know who Cain Fay is?! It’s easier to invite our president than the man himself! I heard he turned down every invitation. He’s determined to be low key, but with a face like that––!”
I still heard the high screeching voices of the two even when they were already meters away from the toilet, leaving the young lady and me alone.
“What do you think?”
I was surprised by the sudden question and my eyes slid at the charming girl beside me.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
The girl smiled, and her face changed from charming into adorable.
“About Cain Fay breaking off his engagement? It’s a hot topic right now, you know!” she said.
I frowned and resumed washing my soiled dress.
“It doesn’t concern me,” I said, voice flat.
Licking her lips, her emerald eyes sparkled like stars. “I think he found someone he likes that’s why he called off his engagement.”
My brows crumpled even deeper.
“Well, I think after having his fill with his fiancée, he tosses her aside to find someone new and exciting,” I barked with spite.
She just laughed at my remark.
“Maybe, but I heard he’s asexual. Don’t you know he and Holley never go out? If the news didn’t disclose that they were engaged, you would think otherwise.”
Why is this girl talking about Cain Fay with me?
She continued, “There’s even a rumor that Cain Fay already broke his engagement the day before yesterday and only announced it today.”
The day before yesterday? That’s the day we first met!
She chortled. “But it has nothing to do with us, right?” She eyed me before licking her lips. “Take your time, I’ll wait for you outside.”
She beamed and shot me a teasing glanced before she left me alone with my thoughts.
He already broke off his engagement even before he confessed to me?
–––”He called off his engagement maybe because he met you. The woman who made him fall in love for the first time.” –––
There’s nothing between him and Holley Goldwood?
–––”You should know that sometimes, engagement is a form of business transaction.” –––
My fingers skimmed over my lips, repressing a smile.
I shook my head in a force enough to rattle my brain.
No! No! No! Those are rumors!
I looked at myself in the mirror.
Remember your EX! Remember what he did! Remember Tristan!
. . .
. . .
“But . . . He’s not Tristan . . . ,” I mumbled.
Unable to control myself, I grabbed a change in my pocket and went for the payphone beside the sanitary vending machine and dialed Zhane’s number.
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