Chapter Twenty Three
In a world filled with flavors, she couldn't help but be captivated by the lips before her – lips so luscious, dripping with the sweetness of honey on one corner, a tantalizing delicacy. The way they curved into a smile could brighten the darkest of rooms or enliven the dullest of days.
Lost in her thoughts, she yearned to lean forward and... and...
But fate had other plans as an unexpected interruption broke her reverie. "Yooo, Avocado! What are you staring at? Want a bite of my pastry?"
Startled, she was jolted back to reality, realizing they were all in a restaurant having lunch – Anton, Fern, Caroline, Hunter, and herself. Her weak state had led to this gathering, where they sat uncomfortably close, like sardines in a can, looking at each other like strangers in confinement.
Amid the awkwardness, she found herself fixated on those lips, now occupied with devouring the pastry. Lips she yearned to touch, lips that didn't belong to Anton but to the charismatic Casanova, Hunter.
She scolded herself for such thoughts, for wanting something that seemed so out of reach. Kissing Hunter would be scandalous, especially after what had happened with Anton. She couldn't afford to complicate things further, especially since Hunter was one of the heirs to the prestigious Silverton Enterprises.
Her inner monologue was interrupted as Fern, the bubbly redhead, affectionately named her "Avocado," seeing her beauty as a divine gift. This sentiment, however sweet, only intensified the turmoil within her.
The conversation turned to Hunter's encounter with Clarice when she accidentally delivered flowers to his house. His playful banter about her confessing her love elicited shock and surprise from everyone, especially Anton.
As tensions escalated, the focus shifted to Caroline's attempts to gain Hunter's attention, but he only had eyes for Clarice. The situation grew more chaotic, with stamping feet and accidental injuries, leaving them all in a state of discomfort.
In an attempt to escape the mounting pressure, Clarice excused herself to the bathroom. Her emotional turmoil and nervousness manifested physically as she vomited.
Hunter, ever the concerned friend, followed her and offered his help. But Clarice, overwhelmed by his presence, demanded he leave the women's bathroom.
He persisted, worried about her health, but the arrival of Anton, Fern, and Caroline added more drama to the scene. In the end, Hunter took Clarice to the hospital, leaving Anton to focus on his impending meeting.
Caroline, fueled by jealousy and determination, vowed to get rid of Clarice and claim Hunter for herself.
In a world of intrigue and hidden desires, their lives entwined like the dance of flavors, destined to collide and create a symphony of emotions. Only time would reveal the true depths of their hearts and the paths they would eventually choose to follow.
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