Calista
I could see through Cedric's casual flirtations; they were like fleeting sparks that danced across every girl's path, leaving behind a trail of charming words and playful banter. It wasn't personal; it was his way of engaging with the world, a habit ingrained in him that I had long grown accustomed to. There was no need for me to feign surprise or disappointment; Cedric's behavior wasn't the crux of my current concerns.
Instead, my thoughts were focused on the practical steps I needed to take. The notion of finding a job online floated into my mind like a lifeline, a proactive measure amidst the uncertainties swirling around me.
In the quiet of the apartment, I found myself alone. The other three boys, occupied with their pursuits, had left me with a rare moment of solit
