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Author: Nheeke
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Lydia twirled the fork in her hand, absently pushing the Chinese rice around her plate. As she let out a deep sigh, her friend, Sapphire, noticed. “What's wrong, Lyd? Don't like the food?”

Lydia looked up, her brown lashes fluttering, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the attention. “Oh no, I absolutely love the food,” she said, quickly scooping a forkful of rice into her mouth.

“Are you sure you're okay?” Sapphire's forehead creased with concern.

Lydia took a long sip of water and forced a smile. “I'm fine, really,” she said, rising from her seat. She walked over to the barstool and sat down, playing with her well-manicured fingers as she tried to compose herself.

“I'm sorry,” Lydia began, addressing Patricia, her brother's fiancée, who was sitting next to her at the counter.

Patricia barely looked up from her glass of scotch, taking a small sip. “I want to leave. I'm not having fun,” she said, her teeth clenched.

Lydia hesitated, taking a deep breath. “Just wait until I'm
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