Victor

I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. “Listen,” I say, breaking the silence. “I know that I was out of line. I’m also aware that things have been weird between us lately, but I want you to know that I care about you, Rose. More than I should, probably.”

Her lips part, and I watch her fold her hands over her heart. I should seriously be awarded an Oscar for my speech. The way her eyes widen with hope and vulnerability tells me she believes me.

“I care about you too,” ...