"Every time we have a fight, she's wrong. Yet, somehow I end up being wrong by the end of it.

Why?"

Wesley was angry, mostly with himself. He was used to Blair making mountains out of molehills. But she didn't call him or text him, decided simply not to fight anymore. This troubled him too, Like he was desperate for a tantrum from Blair.

But he wasn't wrong. Blair lied to him, and he just taught her a lesson. Instead of admitting her mistake, she moved out of the apartment, got a hotel room, and gave him the silent treatment. Was she waiting for him to make the first move?

“Because she's cray," Damon blurted out outright.

Wesley rolled his eyes at him. Damon asked, "Do you want a woman or want a reason?"

Wesley was speechless. He wondered what Damon was even talking about.

He wanted her, of course.

"Don't expect logic from your girl. Women will always try their best to blame the guy in a fight," Damon explained further.

Wesley pondered his words. ‘God, he hit the nail on the head.’

Damon looked at the soldier with a smug smile and patted his shoulder.

"So, the only thing you can do is spoil her. If she's happy, you're happy."

“Damn it! He's right, ‘ Wesley thought gloomily.

Niles was single as well. So he listened in, hoping to catch an occasional nugget of wisdom. He nodded dramatically, “Damon's right.

You know nothing about relationships. Maybe he can give you a crash course. And maybe I‘1l have a niece or nephew by next year."

Wesley squinted at him.

“As if. Not next year, nor the year after that he said coldly. A child wasn't in the cards right now. Or to be precise, he wasn't going to have sex with her before he could make sure they had a future.

In Room 822

In the middle of dinner, York asked, "Blair, are you happy at work?"

It seemed Like Orion's concerns were on point. The general manager was trying to poach her. Blair wiped her mouth with a napkin and said casually, "Yeah, I think so. Orion was my classmate. He pays me well, and treats me right. I'm happy working there.”

They smiled at each other. York said understandingly, “I see. I'd heard you two knew each other. Classmates, huh?"

"Yes. We were in the same class for three years

"Well..." York asked tentatively, "So if there's a job with double your salary and better benefits waiting for you, would you consider changing companies?"

Blair didn't show much interest in the offer. But nothing got past

Stella. She eyed Blair up and down while thinking, ‘She's just a translator. What's so good about her? Why does the general manager of