Chapter 79. Jealousy

Calista’s POV

“Cedric…”

He looked down, and I could see the turmoil in his eyes, thoughts messing around like a storm I couldn’t calm. That kiss had changed everything. It was my fault, really. I hadn’t stopped him; I’d let him kiss me, giving him false hope.

“Look—”

“I don’t care, Calista,” he cut me off, his voice soft but firm. “It doesn’t matter if you’re not ready for me right now. I told you that,” he added, gently cupping my cheeks.

“I just need to feel you again,” he whispered, his gaze lingering on my lips, filled with a yearning I could almost taste.

I wanted to tell him that I wasn’t indifferent to love, that it was just complicated for me. But his persistence, his unwavering desire, made it hard to find the right words.

“Cedric, I—”

“Shh,” he placed a finger on my lips. “Just let me take you home. Please. Let me be there for you, even if you can’t give me your heart yet.”

“Alright,” I whispered, the decision sl