Chapter 132. Simple Dress

Calla sat quietly in the back seat with Rico, her hands folded neatly over her lap as the car moved smoothly through the busy afternoon streets. She kept stealing small glances at him, but he was focused on his phone, his jaw set in that familiar hard line that made it impossible to read his thoughts. 

The soft fabric of her dress brushed against her knees every time she shifted, and she still could not believe he had bought it for her without saying much.

It was a simple knee-length dress in a soft champagne color, with thin straps and a fitted waist that flowed gently down without clinging too tightly to her body. There were no heavy stones or loud designs on it, just clean lines and smooth fabric that felt light against her skin. It looked effortless, yet expensive in a quiet way, the kind of dress that did not need to scream to be noticed.

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