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    William let out a softugh. “It’s your birthday. It doesn’t matter if we finish it or not. We’re here to enjoy it.”


    He pulled out a chair for her like a proper gentleman, then took his seat across the table.<fnb30e> Latest content published on find~novel</fnb30e>


    Before leaving, the chef had even arranged the table with rose petals and candlelight, giving the whole room a soft, romantic glow.


    As Ste sat down and quietly picked at the beautifully ted steak, she felt a touch awkward, unsure of how to act in such a romantic setup. The only sound in the room came from the quiet clinks of their cutlery. Outside, the glowing lights from the tall buildings lit up the city and reflected softly on herrge windows.


    After they finished eating, William brought out the cake from the fridge and began cing candles on top of it.


    “Make a wish,” he said, looking at her gently.


    Ste stared at the candles. It had been years since shest made a birthday wish. In fact, thest time she did was probably back in her school days.


    As if reading her thoughts, William smiled and added, “You get three wishes. Take your time.”


    Ste thought hard, but only two wishes came to mind. The third just wouldn’te, so she smiled and said, “I only have two. Since you’re spending my birthday with me today, I’ll give one of mine to you.”


    She wasn’t someone who usually put much faith in birthday wishes, but something about the soft candlelight inside and the neon signs glowing outside made her take it seriously this time.


    With her hands sped, she closed her eyes slowly, letting the warm light dance over her face.


    A minuteter, she opened her eyes and gently blew out the candle.


    William looked at her softly and asked in a warm voice, “So, what did you wish for?”


    Ste turned to nce at him. “If I tell you, it won’te true, right?”


    William smiled. “Well, since you gave me a wish, I’ll tell you mine. I wished for all of your wishes toe true.”


    When she saw the sincerity on his face and those clear, deep eyes, Ste felt her heart skip a beat.


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    Flustered, she quickly looked away. “I’ll go do the dishes,” she mumbled, almost rushing to the kitchen.


    With her back to William, she ced a hand over her chest, trying to calm her racing heart.


    “Get a grip, Ste,” she whispered to herself. “You really think William has feelings for you? Don’t be foolish.”


    She took her time in the kitchen. Only once her racing heart had settled did she return to the living room.


    The lights were on now, bright and crisp, clearing away all that lingering warmth and confusion.


    Walking over, she said softly, “Thank you for being with me tonight, William. It really meant a lot.”


    He stood up, still looking at her. “You’re wee. As long as you’re happy, that’s enough.”


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