"M-Miss..."
Roman was surprised to see the scene before him, but he was more worried about Kyra. He looked at the fallen cake.
Jas had always enjoyed Kyra's homade birthday cake every year after that first ti she had baked it for him. Ever since then, he never ordered from another even when he threw a big party for his birthday.
He would proudly present her small cake to all the guests and boast about the taste as well as how beautiful it looked. Obviously, not all the guests were able to taste it so Jas would call it a limited edition cake. Kyra still rembered how embarrassed she had been hearing the constant praise.
But now, she could only feel the sting from the guest's eyes.
Yet, impressively, the smile on her face remained. If it wasn't for the fallen cake, no one would realise how devastated she was feeling.
The woman beside Jas looked at Kyra curiously. "Who is this?"
Kyra looked back at her smilingly.
"Oh!" The woman clapped her hands in an eureka mont. "You must be Jas' niece! Hello, nice to et you."
Lila spoke nicely as she went around the table of her three tier cake which was decorated professionally.
"And you are?" Kyra asked, still smiling. Maybe she heard it wrong, but Kyra seed to hear Lila stressing the word niece.
"She's my girlfriend. Her na is Lila." Jas' deep voice and how he addressed the woman as his girlfriend struck a jarring note in her heart. "Lila, this is my niece, Kyra."
Even more painful when Kyra wasn't even asking him, yet Jas represented Lila. He slipped his hand down Lila's arm and held the woman the way he never held hers by intertwining their fingers intimately. Kyra watched everything before training her gaze back to Jas' sterling grey eyes.
"I hope you two get along well."
In that mont, Kyra seed to notice sothing that never existed before in the way Jas looked at her and the only way she could defend herself against it was to widen her smile.
"Nice to et you," Kyra said, her voice slightly trembling even when she tried to hide it. The words were even harder to co out of her as she felt a lump stuck inside her throat.
On the other hand, Lila seed happy to et Kyra. However, she appeared worried and a bit sad as she glanced at the broken cake on the ground.
"Umm...you must be surprised by the cake. I heard about you baking one for Jas every year but I really wanted to do sothing special for my boyfriend as well. I'm...really sorry."
Before Kyra could say anything, Jas spoke first again, "It's alright. I'm also happy with your cake as well. How do you know La Maison is my favourite?"
His voice was too gentle, just like how he usually comforted her, and now it was no longer her privilege. What was even more ironic was Kyra never knew that Jas liked to eat desserts, much less this so-called favourite patisserie.
As far as she rembered, Jas' face would crinkle every ti he ate sweets. But, he would always eat with her because she liked it, and now it was no longer her privilege.
"Oh, bingo! I just chose La Maison because it's also my favourite. We have the sa taste, Baby!" Lila's voice went one note higher out of excitent.
Jas chuckled and rubbed Lila's head lovingly. "Anyway, don't worry about this. Kyra won't mind about sothing silly like a cake, right?"
'Sothing silly?' Kyra thought absentmindedly, 'So, to you, all this ti, it's just sothing silly.'
How foolish of her to think that being the one who made him cake every year ant she was special.
How silly of her to let his praise feed her confidence and self-esteem all this ti.
But, most importantly, what a silly little girl she was to even still feel hurt by the way he turned and looked at her as if he was ordering her to agree. It was almost like she never knew the man in front of her.
Kyra had no choice but to succumb to this pressure. She didn't see the benefit from questioning any further or made a scene out of this when everything was her own problem.
"Yes, don't worry," Kyra murmured, as if she was reading from a script, "My hand just slipped. I'm quite...careless."
Kyra turned to Mr. Roman and how she wished that he hadn't looked at her with such pity in his eyes. "Mr. Roman, could you help clean this ss?"
Mr. Roman worriedly looked at his young mistress and nodded assuringly. "Of course, Young Miss."
"Thank you."
She didn't have it in her to speak again and ended up just mouthing the words.
"Ah!" Lila exclaid suddenly, "The photographer is here. Co, Kyra, let's take a photo together!"
Lila took Kyra's hand and pulled her towards the cake. With each step, the cake seed to grow bigger and bigger to the point that it filled her whole vision. It was so beautiful and tall in comparison to her. The cake with purple decoration seed to blend nicely with the Wisteria the, seemingly telling her where her place was.
That she was rely a third party in the group photo where Jas held Lila by her waist, smiling out of happiness, while Kyra smiled to hide her broken heart.
After that, Lila and Jas took another photo with just the two of them before they invited the guests to join. Then, the next events were followed with drinking, eating, and talking.
Yes, they all praised Lila's cake and not a word of Kyra.
"You don't know how excited I was to et you, Kyra!"
Kyra was jolted out of her daydream. Only then, did she realise that she was currently sitting on the sa table as Jas, Lila, and Jas' friends. When she looked at the steak in front of her, she realised that they had entered the main course. She was completely out of it.
"Sorry, what did you say?" Kyra asked.
"I said I was excited to et you! Jas often ntions you." Lila chuckled.
Kyra appeared confused, not knowing what to say. Her mind had gone blank all of the sudden. "Really?"
"Yes, you're as beautiful as everyone says!"
One of Jas' friends, Orlando, who delved in the oil business nodded in agreent. "She used to be short, but she grew up quickly."
"Pfft..." Harvey laughed. "Well, she can't always be ten and let you annoy her forever!"
Orlando smacked Harvey's back. "Who's annoying her?! I was playing with her!"
Lila chuckled. "How old are you now?"
Kyra glanced at Lila and answered curtly, "Twenty two."
"You must be in a job hunting period then. Maybe you can work with ."
Kyra shook her head politely even though she wished Lila would just stop talking to her. "No, thank you..."
"She's already an author."
Suddenly, soone interrupted her. Kyra turned to Oliver, the guy in a simple attire, navy shirt with the top button opened and a classic black pants. His raven hair dishevelled which made him appear laid back and effortlessly alluring.
Oliver took a sip of his wine and Kyra caught the seemingly modest watch around his wrist. For an unknown reason, Kyra suddenly recalled how the man had told her that the watch belonged to his late father and although it looked unassuming, it was in fact a limited edition Patek Philippe.
"Really?"
"Yeah, she's a good one too." Oliver smiled while praising her. He sounded genuine.
"Do you even read her work?" Anthony, who sat beside Oliver, asked.
"Yes."
His response surprised Kyra that she perked up. For the first ti tonight, she was conscious of soone's words. After the ss at the beginning of the party, Kyra didn't know how she passed the ti until the main course of dinner.
"What is it about?"
Lila turned to the man beside her. Jas had been silent this whole ti yet now he seed interested in the conversation. But, rather than interested, one could say that Jas was irritated instead.
His expression was cold and his voice sounded intimidating. But, Oliver smiled at him and responded.
"A one-sided love."
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