An Unexpected Dinner
The DS Hotel glimmered under the evening lights, its grand facade welcoming guests for the night. I parked my scooty carefully in the lot, adjusted my pink dress, and walked toward the entrance. A part of me dreaded the conversation that awaited me. Would this dinner be about Saran again?
As I entered the restaurant, I immediately spotted my parents at a table near the window. They were smiling and talking animatedly with another couple. My heart sank when I noticed Saran sitting beside them.
I plastered a polite smile and approached the table. “Good evening,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
“Trisha, you look beautiful!” Saran’s mother exclaimed, her eyes lighting up.
“Thank you, aunty,” I replied, taking the seat my mom gestured to.
Saran was already smi
