For years, I had been following Trevor about the office.

I had been wearing a boring black and white business suit for a long time. But I was only in my twenties this year and like all girls, I was at the age of loving beauty.

My friends joyfully gathered around me and shoved a giant birthday cake over when I entered the private room I had rented.

I couldn't contain my tears as I sniffed.

They were all my pals from the orphanage where I grew up.

"Amora, happy birthday!"

When the door to the private room opened and Gavin was holding a delicate present box bag, his eyes fell on me.

My best friend prodded my arm and said, "Amora, Gavin came here especially today because he heard you were having a birthday," with a smile.

For some time, Gavin McGath, a senior in my college major, also made a concerted attempt to court me.

I immediately rejected Gavin because my thoughts and feelings were on Trevor at the time.

"Birthday gift, I hope you will like it."

Gavin gave me the gift and sat down next to me.

I smiled politely, "Thank you."

Following the welcomes, the mood abruptly brightened.

Gavin seemed to have mustered up his courage, cleared his throat and asked carefully, "Amora, can I ask for your number?"

Everyone knew that Trevor and Rachel had officially announced their relationship.

Those who intended to use me to get close to Trevor have long since vanished in a matter of days.

In the economic world, it was common to swoon over the powerful.

Gavin was the first person to approach me and ask for my contact details in such a situation. His eyes were completely uninterested in those matters as he waited silently for my response.

With a nod, I said, "Sure."

Gavin's eyes brightened suddenly.

I simply happened to pull out my cell phone and saw Trevor called me.

I accidentally pressed the answer button and heard Trevor's angry voice on the other end, "Amora, you already agreed to be Rachel's bridesmaid! Where are you now? Come to me now to the engagement party quickly. Everyone is waiting for you. Is there something wrong?"

Rachel didn't even ask me to be her bridesmaid, which momentarily shocked me. She wanted Trevor to believe that I was purposefully having a tantrum and ruining their engagement party, as if its intention couldn't be clearer.

At the same time, she pushed me to see her and Trevor's happiness for myself and urged me not to entertain any ridiculous notions.