"Ooh... Mark Raynold keeps looking at you!" said Ariel, who was sitting next to me, nudging my arm.
"What are you talking about, Ariel?"
"It's nothing."
I chose to focus on reading the menu book on the table without bothering to look at the object Ariel was referring to.
A few minutes later, two colleagues from finance came carrying a birthday cake and placed it in front of Raynold. Afterward, he blew out the candles. Initially, they asked me to bring it to Raynold, but I refused.
"Aren't you going to make a wish, Raynold?" asked Allen, one of the IT staff.
"No need for that," replied Raynold.
"Alright then! The important thing is to try, right? Good luck! I hope what you wish for comes true. Especially in finding a future partner," said Allen, glancing at me with a smile.
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