William didn’t say a word or move an inch. Doris raised her gaze to find him staring at her quietly. Goosebumps lined her skin as the moment stretched, she nervously clenched the cake box in her hand but felt too afraid to move. She hadn’t done anything wrong, only helped someone clean up—that was all.

After what felt like hours, he snorted. “You seem to be quite popular with men, aren’t you?”

Doris was too stunned to respond for a beat, by the time she found her words again—he was already gone. It wasn’t like anything she said would’ve mattered to him, he didn’t care anyway. Doris had the feeling...