Gillian We were all seated at one table, and by all, I mean Claire, Liam, Olivia, Rain, Dallas...and Cupid. Not a single person dared to speak with Cupid at our table. Nobody can't deny the awkwardness lingering in the air, but Cupid doesn't seem to notice. He kept on eating on the plate that he took from Dallas, nonchalant about the entire situation. As I wandered my eyes around, Cupid and I's eyes met, and he gave me a teasing smirk, causing me to furrow my eyebrows. I was silently communicating with him to leave our table since he was making it uncomfortable for my friends, but he just continued eating. "Are you okay?" I heard Dallas say next to me. I turned to him, surprised and wondering if he caught us in the act. "Hmm?" I hummed. Dallas gestured to my plate. "You're not eating. Are you feeling okay? Or is the food not to your liking?" he softly said. "Oh," I chuckled. "Yeah, I'm okay, and the food's great," I said, taking a forkful of the food to prove my statement tr
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