|| Author POV ||
‘Does Rosa have a crush on Mr. Salvatore?’ Aria thought.
She blinked at the thought, surprised by how naturally it fit.
The stares, the way Rosa zoned out when he’s teaching, the faint blush sometimes, it all made sense now.
Aria didn’t say anything at first. She just watched Rosa, who was still lost in her thoughts, fingers nervously playing with the hem of her sleeve.
Aria leaned in slightly, her voice low but teasing.
“Rosa, you okay? You’ve been staring at the door like someone’s gonna walk in with a bouquet.”
Rosa blinked, startled. “H-huh?”
Aria chuckled. “Nothing. Just… weird seeing you this quiet. Especially when he’s not around.”
There was a pause. “Who?” Rosa asked.
“I’m talking about Mr. Salvatore, of course.”
Rosa’s eyes widened slightly as she immed
