Rhea
A deep breath left my lips as I leaned back on the wooden bench. The evening breeze brushed against my skin. I closed my eyes, letting the calm settle in, letting the noise of the day fade away.
"Do you like him?"
My eyes flew open and I jerked turning my head toward the voice.
Alessia.
I straightened a little. "What?"
"I've noticed something. The way you interact with Ryan. The way you look at him sometimes." She said taking the empty spot next to me.
My brows pulled together. "And what does that mean exactly? Why are you telling me that?"
"I know that type of woman when I see one."
A short laugh left me before I could stop it. "That type?"
"Yes."
"Care to elaborate?"
Alessia folded her arms across her chest. "Let me be clear with you. I like Ryan."
"Okay..." that was t
