I wasn't surprised that she knew, as my feelings for Damian, despite all my efforts to hide them, had many telltale signs. This time, I didn't deny it: "Yes."

Calista frowned, her face showing a hint of anger, though her conviction wavered. "So you came here to steal my Kia? I wondered why he kept calling me his girlfriend the moment he saw me—it's because I look like you."

Seeing the redness in her eyes, I sighed and said, "Kia isn't an object to be taken or stolen."

"I know!" Calista replied urgently.

"I won't tell Kia about my past with him."

Calista looked puzzled but visibly relieved. "Why not?"...