In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Since Lydia had recently returned to Pamore, Grace had invited her out for drinks. However, the former looked rather tired.

"You look so pale. What happened?"

In the private booth, Grace held a half-empty glass of alcohol. "Sorry, Zoey and Emily are both busy. You're the only one I could call."

She was half-drunk.

"Why are you talking like I'm some stranger?" As Lydia spoke, she poured herself a glass and took a sip.

"You haven't answered me. What's the matter?"

Grace's face was etched with worry. "Xander came back."

"Isn't that a good thing? Aren't you happy?"

"He confessed his feelings to me."

That hit Lydia like a bolt of lightning. She choked on her drink and coughed for a long time before she finally recovered.

"Confessed? When, where, and what did he say?" She was very excited.

massaged her temples and

she

"That's a creepy smile."

the glass from her hand. "This is so sweet. I got

laughed in

That's because he cares. He's jealous! Isn't that enough to show you that he likes you?"

like him. It's just that everything feels too rushed.

go according to plan. If it did, what

That made some sense.

between

the ceiling when she heard Grace's question. "What did you say? It's too noisy. I couldn't hear

Grace hit her playfully.

and the two

a voice

was Timothy, whom they hadn't seen

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"I would have gone to church if I had known that you would be

expression. "Milady, your words are quite harsh. We have a history. You don't have to be so hostile." Grace leaned on Lydia's shoulder, utterly bored.

fervently. How