Adriana was like his discarded, shoddy shoes—once thrown away, and now, just a passerby. So why was he so drawn to her again? Why did it hurt so much?Was he crazy?Just then, Calvin’s phone rang. He picked it up with a dark expression. “Speak!”On the other end, Henry, sounding cheerful as always, said, “Whoa, why so fiery? I didn’t provoke you. Still brooding over that thing from this morning?”“Cut the crap and bring a medical kit over here,” Calvin snapped.Henry’s voice shot up in mock alarm. “What? Self-harm? Did you cut your wrist?”“If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I’ll come over and deal with you myself.”Henry wisely decided to stop teasing but couldn’t suppress a chuckle. “Alright, alright. Where are you? At home?”“Building eight, top floor!”Henry, always eager for excitement, arrived in no time, carrying a medical kit, a few bottles of beer, and some snacks. It was clear he wasn’t just here to help but also to enjoy the drama.As soon as he stepped in, he
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