Leaning in towards Sabrina, the product manager whispered, “They seem ideal for each other, don’t they? A wedding could be on the horizon.”

Sabrina felt a twinge of pain in her heart, forcing a smile as she rose to greet them.

“Mr. Blakely, what a privilege to have you! Please, sit. Galilea, you too.” Before Sabrina could utter another word, Julia had already orchestrated their seating.

The rest of the crowd stood to welcome them.

“Everyone, please sit,” Tyrone announced, causing the group to retake their seats.

The atmosphere seemed to be harmonious.

The initial tension had faded. Julia and the others consciously made an effort to include Tyrone and Galilea in their conversations.

a man of few words, but when he did speak, he was succinct and to

unusually quiet, her silence masked

Galilea’s

maintain their figures after

shifting her pork, slathered in spicy chili oil, to Tyrone’s plate. “Tyrone, I can’t finish this. Help

pork was covered with chili

sensitive stomach, refrained from indulging in spicy food due to

to caution him when she saw Tyrone calmly pick up the piece of chili-covered pork and consume it without any change in

verge of uttering became lodged in her throat,

anything

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