The atmosphere was still lively when laughter broke out again from one corner of the table. Glasses were raised, conversations overlapped, and the soft music drifting through the air made the night feel even more alive. Lydia stood among them, occasionally responding to Felicia and Kalina’s teasing, while not far away, Daven was still engaged in a light conversation with Nathaniel.
And then, in the middle of it all—Cale stood up.
There was no grand announcement, no shift in his expression. He simply rose to his feet… and somehow, that alone was enough to draw attention in a way that felt almost effortless.
“I think,” he said flatly, “I should head back to the room now—with my wife.”
There was a subtle emphasis on the last two words.
Several heads turned at once.
Chris, who had been lounging casually, let out a quiet scoff, a crooked smile forming without restraint. “Wow… that fast? I thought you’d at least stick around a little longer for the sake of courtesy.”
Cale cast him a brief glance, completely unbothered. “Courtesy isn’t going to make me stay any longer.”
“Of course not,” Chris replied lazily. “But you could at least pretend.”
Cale narrowed his eyes slightly. “Why would I pretend? If you’re bothered, go find someone to take care of your own life.”
Daven visibly held back a laugh.
Chris raised a brow. “Oh, so now I’m bothering you?”
“Yes,” Cale answered without hesitation. “You’re bothering both me and Daven.”
Daven, who had been dragged into it out of nowhere, let out a long sigh. “I’m not involved in this.”
“That’s exactly the problem,” Cale shot back.
A ripple of laughter spread again.
On the other side, Riana had already risen, gently patting Josh’s shoulder. “Come on, we should head home too. It’s getting late. And Grace, tidy up your things. Don’t leave anything behind—you need to rest.”
Josh let out a quiet huff. “But I still want to stay.”
“You can see them again tomorrow,” Riana replied softly, though her tone left no room for argument.
Grace had already moved closer, holding Althea’s hand for a moment before drifting back to Riana’s side. Eli rose quietly from her seat, saying nothing, simply making sure she didn’t get left behind. As usual, she positioned herself slightly behind the others.
“Eli, come here,” Althea called gently.
The girl gave a small nod, stepping closer to stand beside Josh and Grace—silent, but clearly taking everything in.
Lydia watched all of it unfold, a faint smile still lingering on her lips… until she realized something.
Cale was already walking toward her. And then he stopped, right in front of her.
“Let’s go.”
Just two words—but enough to make Lydia blink in surprise. Cale didn’t usually do things like this. Truly… tonight had been full of surprises.
“M–me?” Lydia asked reflexively, even though the answer was already obvious.
“There isn’t another Lydia here,” Cale replied calmly.
Felicia immediately stifled a laugh. “Oh my God, he’s not even trying to hide it.”
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