JULIA
Evan and I sat at the corner, half-hidden from the bustling party.
Andy looked visibly happier now, his laughter ringing out in the venue as he ran around with his classmates.
“He seems like a great boy,” Evan muttered with a faint smile.
“He is,” I said with conviction. “He truly is.”
The two of us were silent for a moment before Evan cleared his throat.
“I wasn’t sure what he likes,” he admitted. “So, I just brought this monster plushie.”
My eyes widened. “Evander,” I said, not forgetting to call him by his government name. “These are designer plushies.”
He pursed his lips. “I told Rui to get me what kids like.”
I shook my head. “I swear, you really don’t know a thing about children. These are collectibles. Do you even know how much these cost?" I asked.
He didn'
