[Unknown: It's me, Damien. Did I scare you?]
Damien?
Rose asked herself, feeling a strange sense of unease. The way he texted… it felt different from what she expected.
[Rose: Why did you say those things? You sound weird.]
She almost turned to look around her house, a sudden paranoia creeping in—was there a camera somewhere?
[Damien: Cupcake, it's because we're mates. What do you think?]
Rose's jaw dropped.
Cupcake?
He sounded way too confident today—far more than before, more than when they first met.
[Rose: Why have you decided to text me?]
She tried to think of who could have given him her number.
It couldn't be Jennifer…
[Damien: My brother, of course. Who else? I asked, and he just gave it to me.]
Rose mumbled a low curse.
So Kelvin had given him her number.
Her number wasn't safe from anyone—not even Rolan.
[Rose: So, do you have anything important to say, or did you just text me for no reason?]
