Chapter 189 Needing A Plan

• Callum POV
• I knew she’d regret trying to sleep with me. It was too soon, too raw, and I could see she was trying to bury everything—her pain, her anger—under physical connection. But what blindsided me, what left me gutted, was her regret for even kissing me. That cut deeper than I ever thought possible.
• It’s clear—she hates me. She doesn’t even need to say it outright, it’s there in her every movement, in the way her eyes avoid mine like I’m something repulsive, in the hardened edge of her voice when she speaks to me. I’ve destroyed what we had, and there’s no fixing it. Not as lovers, not even as friends.