Rhea’s POV
I sighed, he probably still saw me as a kid. I wasn’t experienced at all, just like Mia had said.
I sat on the edge of the bed staring at nothing. His words kept replaying on a loop. Even if I wanted to, I can’t. What did that even mean? I turned it over and over in my head until it stopped making sense. Maybe it meant nothing. Maybe I was the only one reading into it.
I showered, ate the dinner Zoe brought, and climbed into bed. But sleep was not interested in me at all. I tossed to the left, then the right, then stared at the ceiling like it owed me answers.
The bed smelled like him and that wasn’t helping.
I finally gave up. I got up, changed into something comfortable, and slipped out. I prayed I wouldn’t run into Rowan’s step mum or that girl Mia. Liam I could handle,
