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Chapter 4: Chocolate Cake & the Curious Cat
The restaurant was nice.
Too nice.
Damian noticed immediately—the soft lighting, the candles, the quiet hum of conversation. He adjusted his blazer, suddenly hyper-aware of how formal this place felt. It wasn't new to him, but he didn't want Anya to feel uncomfortable either.
Anya noticed too.
She sat across from him, legs swinging slightly, eyes flicking around the room before landing squarely on him.
Table for two, her brain whispered.
"Damian," she said sweetly.
"Yes?"
"Have you ever been here before?"
He didn't hesitate. "No."
Which was, unfortunately, the truth. The real truth was that Emile and Ewen had been to this restaurant a few day before, to "test out the menu" (Emile just wanted to eat cake and dragged Ewen with him). They tried all the stuff and Emile had recommended this restaurant to Damian and a cake. But when Damian checked his pocket earlier, the receipt was gone and now he was just hoping that whatever they picked, Anya would like it.
Her fingers tightened around her menu.
"Oh," she said. "Really." Her voice sounding like venom that was sugar coated.
He smiled, relieved. "Why?"
She tilted her head. "Just wondering."
She knows, her imagination screamed.
She thinks you're cheating, it added helpfully.
Damian swallowed.
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They ordered. Small talk followed. Or at least Damian tried.
Anya barely touched her drink. She avoided all eye contact and seemed on edge the entire time.
Finally, she reached into her pocket and slid something across the table.
The receipt.
Damian stared at it.
"...Where did you get that?" he said, trying to steady his breathing.
"It fell out of your pocket," she said calmly. Too calmly.
Damian's brain short-circuited.
"That's not—" He stopped. Explain without sounding guilty. Explain without mentioning Ewen and Emile. Explain without mentioning cake recommendations.
"Damian," Anya interrupted. "Have you been seeing someone else?"
His eyes widened. "What?! No!"
"Then why does this say Lover's Chocolate Cake?"
He flushed red instantly. "I DIDN'T ORDER IT!"
Silence.
Anya's stare sharpened. Then-
Her phone buzzed.
No. His phone buzzed.
Damian's eyes widened.
Anya reached over the table and snatched it before he could react.
"Anya—!"
She looked at the screen.
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