Silent.
And then it isn’t.
Seven bursts into a pack of laughter, throwing his head back. “Stop playing around. You dating, Tia? Impossible. You two hate each other.”
When Arlo gives him a nonchalant look, he stops laughing and inhales sharply. “You’re joking.”
“I’m not.”
Jia grabs her cupcake and takes a bite out of it. She's sinking in her own puddle of thoughts.
While Seven just straights up diminishes and trace of smile and amusement.
I figured I’ve had enough of this uncomfortable tension. Planting my hands on the table, I stand to leave first. My sister nods her head, unable to utter a word. “I’ll go ahead.”
As I walk across the room, I notice someone who seem to be sticking out like a sore thumb.
A light bulb goes off in my head.
The spy sent by Arlo's father?
Is
