Drake and Samantha were seated not far away, easily visible with just a glance.
Sarah's gaze occasionally drifted in their direction, but she never lingered, quickly averting her eyes each time.
"That Drake sure goes through girlfriends like changing clothes," Beauty remarked casually, taking a bite of burger as her eyes settled on Drake, who was leaning in to whisper something to Samantha.
At first glance, they looked like the perfect golden couple, but something about their dynamic didn't quite scream romance.
Beauty couldn't put her finger on exactly what it was.
Sarah smiled faintly, her lips curling slightly.
"Drake's never been short of female company, but the ones you've seen before were just flings.
Now that his 'official' girlfriend is back, the others naturally faded away."
When she mentioned the "official" girlfriend, a barely perceptible bitterness flickered at the corner of Sarah's mouth.
