Devyn reached out to take the two cups of milk.

As she was about to hand one to Stella, her grip failed her, and the cup crashed onto the table, its contents cascading down.

The spill caught Devyn off guard.

She let out a yelp and scrambled to clean the mess.

“Stella, I’m so sorry.

What a mess I’ve made! Are you alright?”

“No worries at all.

” “No worries at all.

Devyn, still apologetic, blurted out, “I can’t believe I’ve made such a mess.

“It’s really okay.

spill on you?” Stella’s

with care,” Erin chimed in, her voice laced with

reassured her, “Honestly, I’m

Devyn was insistent, her apologies

“This is on me.

I’m really sorry.

tension,

“Seriously, it’s fine.

slip into

me a hand, Erin? This

off, Stella and

study’s door

lingered for a heartbeat, then sprang

find it

guess-birthdays, special dates-all

the door, the fear of being caught sending a rush of adrenaline through

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