Chapter 148: Dinner at My Place
Eric's POV:
Eric's fingers trembled slightly.
His heart was caught between hope and apprehension as he dialed Rose's number.
The call connected, and to his surprise, she picked up.
A wave of relief washed over him.
And for a fleeting moment,
Eric allowed himself to believe that maybe,
Just maybe, things could be mended between them.
"Rose?"
He said, his voice a mix of eagerness and caution.
"Hey, Eric, What do you want?"
She replied, her tone neutral, giving nothing away.
Before Eric could dive into his rehearsed apology,
A burst of laughter echoed from Rose's end of the line.
It was distinctly male, unfamiliar, and unsettling to Eric's ears.
His heart, which had swelled with hope, now plummeted into the pit of his stomach.
"Who the fuck is that?"
Eric's voice sharpened, an edge of jealousy cutting through the previously warm air.
Rose hesitated,
The brief silence between them stretched out like a chasm.
"What the fuck do you want?"
She continued, still adamant.
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