CHAPTER THIRTY THREE : One Dinner
~Zella's POV~
I woke up thinking about the invitation.
Not obsessing. Not lying there with my heart doing things. Just... thinking. The way you think about something that should be simple and isn't quite.
*Nice to meet you. The view from the east ridge is better than this one if you want to see it sometime.*
Callum. Easy smile. Local knowledge. Nothing complicated about him. That was the point of him, apparently, nothing complicated. And yet here I was at seven in the morning turning it over like it required analysis.
I got up. Made tea. Stood at the window with my hands around the mug.
The penthouse lights next door were off.
I looked at the hills instead.
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Brynn called at nine like she had radar.
"Tell me everything," she said, before I'd f
