Chapter 163. Slippery and Wet

Calla stirred in bed, sleep refusing to come. It was well past midnight, and Rico still wasn’t back. She couldn’t help but wonder what had kept him out for so long. From the look on his face when he read that message, it had clearly been something bad.

Worry sat heavily in her chest, but her pride wouldn’t let her call him.

With a tired sigh, she pushed herself up, giving up after hours of trying to fall asleep. A small frown settled on her face as she wondered why she was still awake, even though exhaustion weighed down her body.

She had spent the entire day with Sophia—letting her cry, hugging her tightly, staying by her side, making sure she wasn’t alone or slipping deeper into her thoughts.

It had drained her, but she knew she would do it all over again if she had to.

A low groan escaped her as s