Chapter 87. Let’s Take It Slow

Calista’s POV

I could hear the murmur of voices and the shuffling of feet as I approached the locker room. The game had been intense, and as I opened the door, I was greeted by a scene that made my heart skip a beat—Zane. He was the only reason I had to go here. I need to talk to him as I have a lot of confusion.

He noticed me immediately, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made me stop in my tracks.

I find myself at a loss for words, unsure of what to ask or say. His gaze is fixed on me with such intensity that it feels like a force I can’t escape. I feel paralyzed, unable to move or think clearly, to see that face again. To add to the disorientation, Draven is in this school too, making it hard for me to process. I blink rapidly, almost as if trying to wake from a dream, making me question if this is all real or just a vivid illusion.

“Calista…” His voice, soft yet insistent, caressed my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I