The private room of the Royal Court Club was opulent, the kind of place where you couldn’t help but feel a little indulgent. I leaned back in my chair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, listening absentmindedly as Miguel and Yuell chatted. Their words blended into the background—something about another reunion. Normally, I’d contribute, but tonight, my mind was elsewhere.
“It’s true what they say—he succeeded in business but failed in love,” Miguel teased, leaning toward me. “Brother, you and Zelda haven’t reconciled yet?”
I chuckled dryly and shook my head. “What do you know? Even if we quarrel, our relationship is still very good.” My words were calm, but even I could hear the hollowness in them.
Miguel sighed. "Okay, okay, you two have a good relationship. Zelda can’t li
