"Dinner's not necessary—it's too much of a hassle. Next time, I'll treat you both!" Fiona said, standing up gracefully, grabbing her bag, and walking out the door with poise.
Out of politeness, Ella still stepped out to bid her farewell. But as they were leaving, Fiona noticed a small sculpture of Cupid, the god of love, sitting in the garden by the roadside. A smug sense of pride bubbled up inside her. "Carlos, you still have this? Cupid, the god of love!"
Truth be told, Carlos had long forgotten about the sculpture, given how sprawling their estate was. Seeing the statue, Carlos seemed to remember something, and Ella caught every detail. 'What? So it's something only you two know about, and I'm left in the dark? You two clearly have some history going on!'
Ella smiled and asked, "Miss
