It took me a second to realize where destiny had sent me to. The figure before my eyes who stared at me in disbelief affirmed that I was thrown to the event I had tried hard to shun, Kevin’s birthday party. Awkwardly, I muttered the boy’s name who still kept his eyes on me.

“Reno.”

“What are you doing here?” He questioned me with his gaze falling on my costume. My mouth gaped to reply. Yet, one of Mrs. Ali’s employees told him what we were here for.

“We are from Ali Catering.” Soon he realized that I was one of the waiters in charge of serving the banquet at...