LILITH

Just then, Marissa walked in from outside.

“It’s a happy occasion. Don’t ruin it with your sour face,” she said to Julian with a teasing smile. “If you’re already this grumpy now, I can only imagine how unbearable you’ll be when they actually get married.”

The moment she finished, Julian’s expression darkened another shade.

I found it amusing—but only dared to laugh inwardly.

In that subtly tense yet heartwarming atmosphere, the others began to speak up, steering the conversation toward something lighter.

Logan gave a dramatic sigh. “I used to think that among the three of us, I’d be the first to get married. Who would’ve thought—one’s already engaged,...