Mark kept his expression neutral, but inside, the jealousy gnawed at him. The way Rebecca spoke about Alex, the way Kendra smiled when she reminisced—it irritated him in a way he couldn’t explain.
Kendra finished peeling the mango, cutting it into slices with precise, practiced movements. She popped a piece into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully before finally glancing at Mark. “You good?”
He blinked, realizing he’d been staring. “Yeah.”
Rebecca sipped her wine, oblivious to the tension building between them. “You know, Kendra, you should invite Alex over sometime. I bet he’d love to catch up properly. You two used to be inseparable.”
Kendra shrugged, placing a mango slice on a small plate. “Maybe.”
Mark clenched his jaw. Maybe. He hated how casual she was about it.
Rebecca smiled. “I
