Chapter 874:
Still, Christina found herself explaining, “I never said I wouldn’t go. I’m just not sure what my schedule looks like next month. If I happen to be free, I might come.”
In reality, she had no intention of attending Margot’s birthday celebration. She didn’t belong to the Scott family’s circle. She was still an outsider in their world. If it hadn’t been for Chloe’s illness, she never would have crossed paths with Chloe and Dylan—or been offered an invitation.
“If you’re free next month, you’ll come, won’t you?” Dylan asked, his gaze filled with a quiet, hopeful gleam.
Catching that expectant look in his eyes, Christina hesitated, reluctant to disappoint him. “Yes, if I’m free next month, I’ll go with you.” The moment the words left her lips, Dylan’s smile bloomed.
Christina’s heart skipped a beat. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment, she stood frozen, startled. There was something about that smile—his bright eyes carrying an effortless warmth—that drew her in without warning.
Without realizing it, Christina’s lips curled gently, a soft smile forming in return.
To Dylan, that dazed, smiling expression of hers was like a rare luminous pearl in the night—glowing softly and impossible to ignore. An almost irrational urge surged within him, a desire to keep this pearl hidden, shielded away from the rest of the world.
From their concealed spot, Chloe and Eloise exchanged delighted smiles at the tender sight before them.
It seemed as though sunlight had melted across Dylan and Christina, bathing them in a golden glow. Their eyes locked, suspended in a moment that felt timeless.
Chloe and Eloise beamed. If only that second could be captured and preserved forever.
Unable to resist, Chloe quickly raised her phone and snapped a picture. She didn’t bother adjusting angles or lighting, yet the image turned out breathtaking. Two striking figures framed in a dreamlike setting—it was a scene fit for a postcard.
𝗩𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗴⍺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⧸ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Chloe bet that if she posted it online, it would go viral in an instant, with comments flooding in endlessly.
Chloe and Eloise stared at the photo, excitement brimming in their eyes, impossible to contain.
After their little secret mission, they slipped quietly back to their room, rushing like children guarding a precious secret.
“Good thing the flash and shutter sound were off, or we would’ve been caught,” Chloe whispered, leaning against the door with her heart pounding wildly.
“Come on, send it to me,” Eloise urged, phone already in hand, her voice hushed but trembling with excitement.
“Don’t rush me. I’m sending it now,” Chloe giggled as she tapped away, and soon the room was filled with bursts of their laughter.
As Christina passed by their room, she caught the sound of their giggles and paused, her brows lifting slightly. What on earth had them so excited? And why did their laughter sound so unusual? Perhaps they were obsessing over a new celebrity couple—that would explain the squeals and laughter. With a faint smirk, Christina shrugged it off and returned to her room.
What she didn’t realize was that the couple they were gushing over was her and Dylan.
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