Rhea’s POV
Colton didn’t like us openly bickering about curses, so Trey and I followed him back to his office to explain what he meant, taking me away from the gym renovations.
“Listen to yourself, I don’t have magical powers,” I say, staring at Trey who won’t let the situation go.
“Yet, you told me this would happen, and it did.”
“Coincidence.”
“Of what percentage?” Trey has me there. The chances of what just happened are slim to none, and I’m also baffled.
“Okay, let's talk about this when we don’t have strangers on our territory. For now, the woman hasn’t mentioned a rejection, so you should take that as a good thing.”
Trey doesn’t even wait for further instruction, and practically sprints to the gym, only slowing when Camilla stiffened at the sight of him.
