15.
“Nope, not a wrong number. This is indeed Dóra’s phone. But Dóra can’t talk right now. This is Szilvi,” she whispered into her friend’s phone, trying to gauge his reaction while holding her breath.
She really had to control herself. It was incredibly weird hearing Péter’s voice. It had changed. It was rough now, more assertive and masculine. While Szilvi was talking to Péter on the phone, she kept wondering what effect he would have on her now. She wanted to know if she still felt anything for the Boy. And she wanted to give herself an honest answer. She was staggered when she saw his name on the display of Dóra’s phone, and she wasn’t sure if she would answer. But then she answered anyway, for Dóra’s sake. Now here she was, unable to resolve what she felt for him, this person who –
