In the dim evening light, Vanessa's face was flushed, as if set ablaze, the redness spreading from her cheeks all the way to her ears.
Even though she appeared calm on the outside, it was clear that her inner turmoil was far from the nonchalant front she was putting up.
This emotional ripple had started some time ago—ever since she met Ethan, Vanessa had been feeling something strange inside.
When the store clerk, Olivia, mistakenly assumed they were a couple, Vanessa hadn't gotten mad. In fact, at that moment, she suddenly realized something.
It was about the things she had said to Ethan earlier.
Inviting him over to her place, casually mentioning that no one else would be home.
The moment she recalled Ethan's reaction, she immediately knew he must have misunderstood!
What was I thinking? I must've been possessed to say something so... suggestive!