She texted Felix, just a casual check-in to see if he'd had dinner and what he was up to.

But Felix’s replies were curt, almost disinterested.

The less he showed interest, the more Carol found herself intrigued.

She was not one for men who con too strong, always suspecting ulterior motives. But Felix's restraint only stoked Carol's

desire to win him over.

Without delay, Carol had someone check out the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked and planned a “chance” encounter.

Felix, however, was a creature of habit, working four jobs every day, heading straight hafterward, rarely venturing out except

for a weekly grocery run. His routine was alarmingly regular compared to Carol's. Even her father, Abner, wasn’t as industrious as

Felix.

Other than work, he scarcely indulged in any leisure, perpetually in a state of earning.

How were they ever going to meet at this rate?

The moment was slipping away.

Impatient, Carol dragged Yolanda with her to the barbecue restaurant where Felix worked.

Before they entered, Carol gave strict instructions.

“Don't reveal my identity. Remember to order plenty of drinks.”

went over her script multiple times with Yolanda, who was feeling

going to con

conning when it’s about love,” Carol

silent, and they took their seats

them this time, much to Carol's

Carol was about to give up,

group splashed a drink on him, drenching

look, and Yolanda

fancy food, right? Last

world, and look at your face. I heard you hand over your whole paycheck

place in Greenfield. Your family’s so

more

the table for

See those bottles? That's half a year's rent for you. Never

my cousin, I'd never bring you to

bottles of hard

a plan. She genuinely liked Felix, ever since that night at the BlueSky Bar. He

clean-cut, like a camellia.

was until Felix appeared, crystallizing her fantasies. She liked his kind,

He glanced over, wiped the liquor from his hair, and apologized to

been speaking

and waved him off, “We don’t need your introductions here, scram. My girlfriend can’t take her

it’s like you're

approached Carol's table, Yolanda gave the table

it, I bring you here out of pity. I've got things to do, but you're finishing these drinks.

cash you're keeping from her. She'll chew you

her improvised tirade, Yolanda stormed off, leaving Carol alone with

window, her solitary shadow cast upon the glass, looking pitiful

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