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Yvette's expression lit up with the thrill of gossip. "Who are we talking about? Is it Dr. Wilfred?"

"It's about a friend," Karina lied smoothly, her face betraying nothing.

Yvette's face immediately screamed, "Yeah, right."

"Come on, at least come up with a better excuse. That 'it's for a friend' line is so overused it's practically expired," she teased, before shifting gears. "Alright, spill the details. And don't leave anything out. I want to know everything. Not just for gossip but to help you figure things out."

With no other choice, Karina recounted Wilfred's hot-and-cold behavior toward her.

After hearing the story, Yvette leaned back with a sharp hiss, as if processing something heavy. "I think your, uh, friend's boyfriend might just have something he's keeping to himself. Maybe there's a reason he doesn't want her to know." Karina's brows furrowed slightly.

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"Think about it," Yvette continued. "If he really didn't care, would he have been so quick to catch her when she almost fell? That's not how indifference works."

day in her mind. Without the haze of emotions clouding her judgment, she began to notice details she

Wilfred's gaze-it wasn't like usual. There was a faint but unmistakable emptiness in his

in her own frustration and sadness that she hadn't realized

leaving her food untouched. "Thanks, Yvette. I have something I need

more important than eating? Hey, come back!"

mix of anticipation and nervous energy coursing through her.

halt. The hallway leading to the director's office

wasn't alone. A colleague was speaking to him,

medical project was only approved because of your influence. If we succeed,

out to Wilfred several times, confused when he received no response. He toward where Wilfred's gaze added seemed fixed, wondering what could possibly hold his attention more than

firm and leaving no room for negotiation. "I've heard enough. Send the project proposal to myoffice later,

Wilfred left the group