Cayson, however, derived no comfort from her words.
Watching Loraine shimmer on the dance floor, his gaze softened.
“Lorrie has always been a person of principle. She sticks to the rule of first come, first served.”
Upon hearing this, Jennie offered a sympathetic pat to his shoulder.
“You understand Lorrie really well.”
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Yet, she personally dismissed the ‘first come, first served’ principle.
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Touching her nose, she muttered, “Even being childhood friends doesn’t assure you victory over the admirer.”
She was unaware that Cayson had heard her words. His features hardened once more and he discreetly
distanced himself from Jennie.
Indeed, Cayson and Loraine had grown up together, childhood sweethearts in each other's eyes. But Loraine’s
heart now belonged to Marco!
And then this silver fox-masked man had entered the picture, challenging him.
Cayson found himself glaring at the man who was now by Loraine’s side, irritation mounting
Jennie’s loyalty to Cayson was unshaken. She eyed Cayson with a sense of compassion, a sorrow filling her as
she saw him isolate himself. She understood he was wrestling with inner pain, and she felt the need to reach out
to him.
Gently patting her chest, Lorrie reassured Cayson, saying, “Cheer up
Cayson. If you don’t have anyone to dance with you tonight, Ill be there for you, okay?”
A barely noticeable smile appeared on Cayson’s face as he responded,
“No need...”
At that moment, a man donned in a fox mask emerged from the crowd, approaching them. He made an inviting
gesture towards Jennie.
“Fair maiden, I've been admiring you from afar. Would you granta dance?”
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“Certainly!” Jennie swiftly accepted the brooch the man offered as an invitation. Her acceptance was filled with
uncontained enthusiasm.
Cayson watched as she left, a tight-lipped silence overwhelming him as he retreated to a corner.
On the other side, Loraine found herself engaged in a dance with a silver-masked man. To her surprise, their
synchrony was remarkable.
Swaying with the rhythm, the duo’s dance movements seemed rehearsed, their harmony unanticipated yet
natural.
Although the man’s identity was concealed, Loraine was astonished at the unity they experienced on the dance
floor.