If Yvonne had actually walked in on an intimate moment and told Judie—the central hub of all gossip—Leilani feared Dante and Letty would be at her door asking questions in no time.
With Leilani staring her down, Yvonne felt a bit guilty too.
Seeing Leilani's reaction, Judie was now convinced the development between the two was definitely beyond their imagination. She leaned in, pestering Leilani for details. Leilani dodged skillfully, refusing to crack no matter how she pressed.
Watching the two of them, Yvonne couldn't help but smile, her eyes curving into crescents. She sighed. "Leilani, you and Judie have such a great friendship."
It was the first time she had seen Leilani interact so naturally and intimately with another girl her age. Thinking of this, Yvonne actually felt a twinge of disappointment. Leilani had never been like that with her.
Spotting Yvonne's dejection, Judie pretended not to notice and grinned, draping an arm around her shoulder. "Now that you're here, we're a trio!"
Yvonne froze, surprised by the gesture. Joy uncurled in her chest. Relaxing her expression, she nodded emphatically at Judie, cherishing the moment. "Yeah! From now on, we're a trio!"
Leilani watched the two bond quickly, the corners of her lips lifting. Judie was just like that—a little sun that easily illuminated the people around her.
Inside the café, sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, falling on the three women huddled in the corner booth. Three drinks sat on the table. The aroma of coffee lingered in the air, the atmosphere warm and relaxed.
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