Chapter 114. Anything

Calla ended the call and let the phone rest loosely in her hand, the screen already dark but her mind still loud.

‘…he’s in love with you.’

Luxe’s words kept looping, sinking in heavily, the kind that didn’t fade no matter how much she tried to push them aside.

She told herself for the millionth time that it was an impossibility.

But Luxe had always been a keen observer, her friend long before any of this mess. She’d said it without hesitation, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Calla shook her head slowly, pressing her lips together. Rico didn’t love like normal men did. He didn’t know how to be kind without hurting, or close without taking something in return.

She sighed and moved to the window without really thinking, staring out at nothing in particular as her thoughts drifted back to Rico.

The way he looked at her when he was angry, when he was quiet, or when he pretended she didn’t matter at all.

Was it possible tha