Soon after, Elliot opened his eyes and blew out the candles on the cake.

The curtains were pulled back, and light flooded the room once more.

"What did you wish for, Elliot?" Ben asked with a grin.

"Do you always reveal your birthday wishes to people?" Elliot countered.

The room burst into laughter.

Elliot cut a slice of cake and placed it in front of Avery.

"You should eat the first slice," Avery said as she pushed the cake back to him.

"I can't eat that much," Elliot replied.

He picked up a fork, took a bite out of the slice, and pushed it back to Avery.

It was as if a giant pink heart popped up between them, engulfed them, and separated them from the rest of the room.

The crowd began to roar and make fun of them.

"Should we start calling Miss Tate Mrs. Foster now?"

"Why don't you give it a try? I don't think the boss would mind!"

"Hahaha! Miss Tate wouldn't mind either, right?"

…

Avery was so embarrassed and uncomfortable that her ears and the back of her neck turned