Chapter 9
Author: PRINZY N
last update2025-05-13 17:05:51

Trisha’s heels tapped nervously against the marble floor. The party was in full swing, glittering lights reflecting off champagne flutes, laughter bouncing across the tastefully decorated event hall—but her mind was elsewhere.

She stared down at her phone for the fifteenth time in ten minutes.

No reply.

No call.

No Max.

She frowned and dropped the phone on the table beside her. The anxiety clawed at her chest. Max wasn’t just a friend. He was different—sincere, pure, and honest in a way most people weren’t. She had expected him to be there early, maybe even waiting for her at the door with one of those shy smiles and a gift wrapped in paper too modest for the grand venue.

Instead, she was met with silence.

“Sarah,” she called. “Have you seen Max?”

Sarah, dressed in a midnight blue gown, shook her head. “Not since class this morning.”

“Roland?”

Roland looked up from his seat, a glass of orange juice in hand. “Nope. Nothing.”

Trisha sighed and adjusted the sash of her peach-colored gown
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