The Wrong Woman

Candice texted a reply. "I'm busy at the moment."

Yet, Elio continued to message her.

"Can we talk in person?"

"Candice, you didn't turn me down initially. So, why the sudden change in your behavior? What do you mean by this?"

"I'm waiting for you. Are you coming down, or should I come up?"

Candice stared at Elio's messages on her phone, unsure how to respond. As her anxiety mounted, she turned and glanced at Vanessa.

With her extensive experience in matters of the heart, Vanessa was often regarded as somewhat of a love guru. Candice scooted her chair closer to Vanessa and whispered, "Vanessa, can I ask you something?"

Vanessa, who had been dozing off with her head resting on the desk, murmured sleepily, "Go ahead."

"My friend has had a crush on a guy she's known since they were kids. However, he's always kept his distance and even avoids her. He doesn't seem to like her much.

"But lately, as they've both gotten older, he's been reaching out to her and they've slept together twice without any strings attached. What do you think his intentions are?"

Vanessa sat up abruptly, her hand flying to cover her mouth in shock, her eyes wide as she looked at Candice.

Candice asked, "What's the

and said, "Candice, it's clear that someone is taking advantage of

me. I'm talking about my friend," Candice replied

sympathetic pout. "Babe, your friend has definitely been taken advantage of. That's terrible. Who's this jerk?" Candice swallowed nervously, her breathing uneven. "What do

explained, "It's obvious your friend has blossomed into a

with her now! You know

face turned a shade paler, and she was so distraught that

Vanessa grasped Candice's cold

comforted her. "Candice,

like your friend

understand much about

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too naive, which is why she was deceived

like that," Candice murmured in

ever say he wanted to be in a relationship with

Bitterness flooded Candice's heart.

fingers trembled, and

in her

desires,

wanting