Sophia offered him a small smile. “I never said I wanted it down. It was a good picture.”
Noah stared blankly, confusion written all over his expression. A chuckle from Sophia got him laughing hard.
She noticed Noah clutching onto the fuchsia pink envelope. With a tilt of her head, she gently nudged him, her voice laced with intrigue, "What's in the envelope, Noah?"
Noah hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickered with a mix of emotions— perhaps a hint of nervousness. He shifted uncomfortably before finally meeting Sophia's gaze, his voice soft yet guarded, "It's nothing, really. Just... a birthday invitation."
Sophia raises an eyebrow, sensing there was to the story that Noah was letting on. "Whose birthday?" she probed gently, her curiosity piqued.
His hesitation made her curiosity
