I forced a wry smile. No wonder Daniel had invited me; I thought I'd be the focus, but clearly, I wasn't.
We chatted briefly, and Christopher expressed his disappointment about my resignation. Meanwhile, Daniel had already ordered a feast of spicy dishes.
"You don't usually eat spicy food, right? Should I help you pick something else?" Christopher glanced my way.
Daniel looked surprised.
I chuckled lightly. "I'm just trying to shed some pounds."
I'd known Daniel for ten years—through high school, our first love, and now marriage. I had gone from being his shining star to just his everyday meal.
I remembered everything about him, but he seemed oblivious to my presence. It wasn't entirely his fault; after we got married, I'd been living according to his expectations, like a shadow.
The mood became awkward, and just when it felt like it couldn't get any worse, a striking figure appeared. "Daniel! Is that really you? What a surprise!"
Daniel's eyes flashed with surprise as he pulled Ada aside and spoke quietly. "Didn't we already hang out yesterday?"