Tessa was tickled pink by Marissa's words.

Finally, she looked at Marissa helplessly. "Say, Marissa, do you even hear yourself? I'm Stephen's girlfriend. You're currently trying to convince me to bring my boyfriend to my love rivals' birthday party, you know?"

She wasn't mad. If anything, she was just baffled by the absurdity of the request.

Marissa raised a hand and swore, "Trust me. I just don't want to leave any regrets. You just have to bring him along. You can flaunt your relationship with him. I'm totally fine with that. I just want him to attend my birthday party for once. Scout's honor."

Then, she grabbed Tessa's arm and shook it like a spoiled child begging for candy. "Please, Tessa. You're the bestest friend ever, aren't you? Just say yes. I really don't mean any harm. I promise I won't ask this of you ever again, so please?"

Tessa furrowed her brows, deep in thought.

Marissa continued to plead her case, "I swear I won't do anything to him. Just consider my decision to hold this birthday bash as me closing the chapter to my unrequited love for him."

After a beat, Tessa sighed in resignation. "Fine."

Marissa's face lit up with joy as she grinned. "Thanks, Tessa. Lunch is on me!"

Tessa, Marissa, and Stephen were sitting around a round table inside a restaurant's private room.

Marissa handed the menu over to Tessa, letting her order.

They had chosen an Ucresian restaurant for lunch.

Tessa ordered a few dishes she liked, one of them being lightly poached shrimp.

loved shrimp ever since she was a kid. Usually, the servants back home would peel them before serving them on the table. Alas, there were only her,

dishes were served, Tessa served herself a shrimp, wiped her hands, and got

a spoon swiped the shrimp from her

up at the thief, only to find

the norm

surprise, instinctively shooting a glance at Marissa,

it in the sauce and placed it back on

"Thank you." Then, she began to enjoy her

finished her first shrimp when Stephen was

think you'd ever peel

pretty much royalty

He had plenty of

waiting on

So, he had

his own

someone else's.

his skill, it was obvious that this

was

focused

somewhat absentmindedly, "Tessa's

Of course,

on her. Am I supposed to

her do it herself?"

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