A: [OMG, Callum is so head over heels, help!]
B: [Callumis so sly! He's got her wrapped around his finger now, hasn't he?]
With the livestream chat buzzing with excitement, Maren stepped into the haunted house first.
Dim, flickering lights. The temperature deliberately dropped to bone-chilling levels. And that eerie, discordant soundtrack crawling under her skin.
Instantly, the hairs on Maren's arms stood on end, prickling with dread. Her icy fingers curled slightly, and she stole a glance back at Callum behind her.
Callum's gaze had never left her. The moment she turned, he stepped closer, his voice a low murmur. "Can I hold your hand?"
He'd lost count of how many times he'd asked that day. Before, he would've simply seized her hand without a word. But now, it seemed he truly was tr
