  Cara's Pov
      &quot;Psst...psst...psst.&quot; For a second I think I am imagining the annoying hissing sound until I feel a wet towel fall on my shoulder.
      I awkwardly smile at the family seated on the table I am currently cleaning. I put the dirty dishes on a tray. I turn with a grim face to find Kelly smiling at me. She signals at me to look at the entrance. I do.
      My favourite pair of couple walk in. Some of the customers turn to look at the newest couple in town. Instagram has turned them into couple goals. Their matching outfits, their live sessions on social media doing things together, working out together, they have even become marriage counsellors.
      I quickly carry my tray and hurry back to the kitchen.
      &quot;Should I go to their table and accidentally trip carrying hot, super hot pepper soup?&quot; Kelly walks in after me.
      &quot;No, that is what 

  My hand keep on swirling the water in my glass, I am lost in my own world as Quinn's words reply in my head, the pain is not worth what I will find out. I hate how much those words have stood out like a sore thumb. I am not after revealing anything the only thing I want out of this is what is rightfully ours.
      &quot;Cara...&quot; Kelly taps my arm. I shake my head and turn to her. &quot;Are you okay?&quot; She whispers to me. I glance in front of me. Jack is looking at me with a scrutinizing eye.
      &quot;I am fine,&quot; I whisper back.
      &quot;Are you sure?&quot; She persists.
      I force a smile and declare, &quot;I am very okay.&quot;
      I look again at Jack, he is no longer looking at me. This is an awkward date. Kelly's date, Will, is trying to explain something to Kelly whose attention is on me. He is terrible as he lacks social graces.
      I stare at Kelly as

  Quinn's pov
      I can't believe it is over a month since the wedding. Life has been crazy, what would have been or perceived as a honeymoon by the public was just a business vacation.
      Courtney spends her days shopping and the evenings posting what she shopped for. I spend my days in meetings one after another and my nights going through the reports from the meetings.
      Only occasionally I would steal a peek in the social media. I would click to a specific profile. She was dormant in social media but I was hoping she had posted something. Ryan had stated his intention so I stalked her to see if she agreed. Later I would log out and feel like the biggest scum on earth to be stalking another woman even when my wife was in the room. I would secretly send flowers to Courtney to ease my guilt.
      Our nights in bed we spend talking of old days and how our days were. Sometimes w

Cara's Pov
      &quot;Psst...psst...psst.&quot; For a second I think I am imagining the annoying hissing sound until I feel a wet towel fall on my shoulder.
      I awkwardly smile at the family seated on the table I am currently cleaning. I put the dirty dishes on a tray. I turn with a grim face to find Kelly smiling at me. She signals at me to look at the entrance. I do.
      My favourite pair of couple walk in. Some of the customers turn to look at the newest couple in town. Instagram has turned them into couple goals. Their matching outfits, their live sessions on social media doing things together, working out together, they have even become marriage counsellors.
      I quickly carry my tray and hurry back to the kitchen.
      &quot;Should I go to their table and accidentally trip carrying hot, super hot pepper soup?&quot; Kelly walks in after me.
      &quot;No, that is what they want. Drama.&quot; I throw the wet towel back to Kelly. It leaves a damp spot on my shoulde

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