Liam stood there for a moment, his thoughts clashing in his mind. Should he go to her… or not? He was still upset. She didn't take his hand—she chose Vorden instead.
Before he could decide, Vorden walked up to him and tapped his shoulder.
"I can see she's not happy with you since she got down from your car," Vorden said calmly. "She gets angry easily… both her and Dior. But they don't forget, and they don't forgive easily either. Still… I'll say this—treat her well. She's my childhood best friend. She's been through a lot with her uncle and aunt."
Liam's expression darkened slightly.
So her aunt treated her badly too… he thought.
"I don't want that to happen again," Vorden continued. "And just so you know, there's nothing between us. We're just best friends. It's one of our rules—no dating each other."
He handed Liam a strawberry shake.
"Whenever she's angry, give her this. She loves it. Apologize properly… and here," he added, handing him ice, "this is for her leg. She hates pain, so be gentle."
With that, Vorden walked away.
Liam stood there, looking at the drink in his hand.
So I was wrong… they're really just friends. I hurt her… His jaw tightened slightly. If they weren't childhood friends, I would've killed him. And her aunt… she'll pay too.
Taking a deep breath, he walked toward Hazel.
Hazel looked up, expecting Vorden—but instead, she saw Liam standing beside her. Then her eyes dropped to the strawberry shake in his hand.
Her eyes lit up instantly.
"I'm sorry," Liam said quietly as he sat beside her. "I didn't mean to hurt you. I was frustrated… and I took it out on you."
He handed her the drink, and she immediately started sipping it.
"I forgive you, Liam," she said after a moment. "But don't do that to me again."
"I won't," he replied seriously. "Never again."
"Okay."
She continued drinking, clearly calmer now.
"Your leg… let me help you."
She didn't argue this time. She simply nodded.
She really loves strawberry shake, Liam thought as he gently lifted her leg.
He started massaging it carefully. At first, she felt pain—but slowly, the warmth of his hands began to soothe it, sending a strange tingling sensation through her body.
Her cheeks flushed.
And then—
Memories from the night before flashed through her mind.
Her blush deepened instantly.
She shook her head slightly, trying to push the thoughts away.
"Does it hurt?" Liam asked.
"…Hmm."
He looked at her closely. "Your face is red. Are you running a fever?"
Before she could react, he moved closer and placed his hand on her forehead.
Her ears turned pink immediately.
"There's nothing wrong with me," she said quickly. "It's just… nothing."
He leaned even closer.
If he moved just a little more… their lips would touch.
Liam knew exactly what he was doing. He could see her flustered expression—and he wanted to tease her.
Why is he so close? His scent is… intoxicating… I want to kiss him… No! Snap out of it, Hazel! People are here… they'll stare, they'll take pictures… the secret will be exposed. Think… think…
"It's nothing," she said quickly. "Ah—my leg still hurts!"
"Okay."
Liam smirked slightly and leaned back, placing the ice gently on her ankle. "It'll heal in about an hour. Be more careful next time."
She nodded, quietly sipping her drink again.
Damian & Dior
Damian walked closer to the ice rink. "Dior."
She skated toward him smoothly. "What's up? You called me, mate?"
"There's something I want to discuss with you," he said. "I'm launching an ointment—a wound treatment product. I was hoping you could advertise it for me."
Dior's eyes widened slightly. "Hmm… sure. I mean—yes."
"This isn't the right place to discuss details," he added, handing her a card. "This is my number. Call me when you're free tomorrow."
"Okay."
She took the card, smiling.
Not long after, they all stepped outside.
"It was nice meeting all of you," Damian said. "I guess this is where I say goodbye."
"Bye," they replied.
He got into his car and drove off.
Liam turned to Hazel, his expression more serious now.
"Hazel… can I talk to you in private?"
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