Out of the blue, a sudden "darling" caught the attention of most of the crowd at the party.

Moira immediately regretted her exclamation as she watched Barclay approach her through the crowd. She wished she could vanish!

Barclay strode up to Moira and took her hand. "Been waiting long?"

His gaze shifted to the cup she held. "Having a drink?"

Feeling embarrassed, Moira muttered softly, "It's not alcohol, just juice."

Delicious juice.

A subtle flicker crossed Barclay's dark eyes, but he didn't reveal the truth. "Alright."

"Shall we head back?"

"Yeah, let's go."

They retraced their steps.

She'd feel like a spectacle at the circus if they stayed longer.

And those two women who embarrassed her earlier had already vanished before Barclay arrived.

Moira couldn't be bothered to care anymore. She couldn't bear shouting Barclay as "darling" so loudly in front of everyone.

"Is there gold on the floor?" Barclay asked casually as he descended from upstairs.

looking down, finally glanced up

thought there must be gold on the floor. Otherwise,

Moira was about to lower her head again, Barclay

her gaze forward, not daring to lower her

they reached the door, Moira remembered something. "Oops, I

care

He hadn't.

seat, confident that someone would inform

else needed to

Moira responded softly, refraining from bringing

fate had other

voice cut through the silence, "What's the rush to

"All of a sudden? Was it sudden? Didn't we agree to leave in half an hour

gift she received

"Excuse me?"

all her birthday presents for

did she say

didn't say anything, did

tongue, eyeing her with a hint of

Moira fell silent.

late to

skimming over her slightly flushed cheeks before settling on her. "Buckle

"Oh, uh, alright."

Moira awkwardly fastened her

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