It was Tommy's birthday; the night this loveless story kicked off.
They could have gone anywhere, but they chose the very bar where Ralph and I were supposed to meet. We were there to mend a fractured friendship, and maybe start something new. Then Aldwin showed up, and the whole story swerved.
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TOMMY
“What does my billionaire friend have for the birthday boy?”
“You are a billionaire yourself, so…”
“Come on… it's my birthday, I get to make a wish.”
“Birthdays are for wishes,” Aldwin winked.
“I got you a cake earlier, remember? Or has your memory failed you?” Aldwin teased. They all laughed.
“Birthday boy wants more. Oliver twist,” Damian added. They all laughed again.
Damian was the third of Aldwin's friends. Unlike Tommy and Aldwin, he was a millionaire, having inherited hi
