After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 58

Lirian’s presence was almost magnetic.

In this life, he seemed completely different—polished, poised, and well-bred. It was a stark contrast to how I remembered him from before, back when he had just left the rough, dangerous world of the Black Streets.

He carried himself like a leader now, someone who had risen above his circumstances.

"Lirian, what brings you here?" Ethan asked, his tone friendly, though there was a slight curiosity in his voice.

"I came to have a suit fitted for an event later this month," Lirian replied smoothly, glancing at me as he spoke. His gaze lingered on me, soft, as if I was the only person in the room. "What about you two?"

"We’re here to get a performance dress for her competition," Ethan answered, but his eyes flicked between me and Lirian, clearly noticing the subtle connection. "Why don’t you join us for dinner after this? We can catch up properly."

Lirian’s eyes met mine, as if waiting for my approval. I smiled and nodded. "You should join us."

"I’d like that," Lirian said, his voice warm.

We continued browsing through the dresses, the shop assistant taking my measurements for the custom gown I’d need.

As I slipped into different dresses, both Ethan and Lirian watched closely, their eyes lighting up each time I emerged from the fitting room.

I felt a little embarrassed under their attention, but their compliments were genuine.

After picking out a few more dresses for other occasions, we headed to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

It was one of those upscale places, with dim lighting and an intimate atmosphere, perfect for a quiet evening.

As we settled into our seats, the waiter brought out the menus.

When I glanced up, I froze.

The person standing in front of me, wearing the restaurant’s uniform, was none other than Ryan.

For a moment, I couldn’t speak, stunned to see him here of all places.

"Why are you here?" I finally asked, my voice soft but steady.

Ryan's eyes gleamed with a flicker of something—hope, maybe?

He leaned in slightly, his tone defensive yet smug.

"I should be the one asking you that. You knew I worked here and came on purpose, didn’t you?"

I blinked, taken aback by his assumption.