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His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 17: ANDY
ANDYI still couldn’t get her out of my head.Callie.No matter how many times I redirected my focus to my main objective of finishing school early and securing the internship I wanted, her face kept surfacing behind my eyes. That stubborn grin. Her unfiltered voice. The way her hand had lingered on mine longer than it should’ve when we danced.The worst part was that she was acting completely normal. In fact, she seemed even more persistent now. I was already frayed around the edges, and that was before she showed up with a box of sweets.It was lunchtime, and I found myself alone in the music room, slumped in the back corner with my script folded like origami in front of me. My lunch sat untouched. I wasn’t hungry; I’d been running scenes all morning between classes, and my voice was going hoarse.Then the door creaked open, and Callie walked in.She didn’t speak at first. Instead, she just plopped something in front of me—a little container holding a pretty-looking dessert. I remem
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 16: CALLIE
CALLIEThe world slowed down.Somehow, with one turn and a shuffle, I found myself in Andy’s arms.And I forgot how to breathe.His hands were steady, warm, and careful. He didn’t say anything, and for once, I found myself speechless too, unable to conjure the right words. I’d always looked at Andy from a distance, but this was the first time I was seeing him this close.Well, this was our first time dancing. I was hyperaware of every detail involving him because of our small distance. I wondered about his skincare routine, as he appeared to have no pores from where I stood.He also smelled incredible—like mint combined with something woodsy.“You’re a pretty good dancer,” I said, making an effort not to sound too breathless. “You’ve done this before?”“A few times.”“Of course. You’re just good at everything, huh?”A small smirk played on his lips. “Definitely not everything.”I couldn’t help but grin. “That sounded both humble and smug at the same time. How’d you manage that?”He sh
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 15: ANDY
ANDYI tugged at the collar of my suit jacket, which had started to itch even before I stepped inside the venue. It wasn’t anything fancy—just the navy blue one my dad had packed for me at the start of the semester. “You’re gonna need this, son,” he’d said. “There will be events. Make sure you also go to those events. I regret not going when I was younger. Turns out he was right. I hadn’t planned on attending, but then came her—my beloved (not-so) sister, Isla. She insisted it was time for me to “expand my horizons” and “put myself out there.” She promised she’d quit pestering me if I came to the Welcome Ball just this once. I agreed, mainly because peace and quiet for the next few months sounded absolutely fantastic. One night. I could endure one night. I scanned the ballroom, noting the fairy lights that hung from the ceiling, the music that played gently from hidden speakers, and the way people were already pairing off for pictures in front of the velvet backdrop near the entr
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 14: CALLIE
CALLIE “So, you actually agreed in the end?” Sammy asked, her voice laced with surprise as she handed me a dazzling pair of silver heels, which she confidently claimed were ‘goddess-tier comfortable.’ “I was going to introduce you to him myself.”“We’re in the same play,” I replied, holding the shoes up with mild disbelief. “And honestly, I didn’t plan on agreeing at all. It just… happened.”Sammy raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “On a whim?”“Yeah,” I muttered, sinking into the armchair in front of her vanity mirror. “Because Athena was already talking about coordinating colors with Andy, and I—” I let out a resigned sigh. “I didn’t want to stand there like some silent extra.”Sammy’s bedroom was a realm of its own, larger than both my room and my neighbor’s combined. Her closet resembled a boutique, brimming with options, and apparently, this was just a fraction of her main wardrobe.Bella sat cross-legged on the bed, munching on chips. “So, you’re going with Thomas now. I’m shocked,
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 13: ANDY
ANDY Callie had been avoiding me. I was sure of it.I hadn’t seen her outside of class for days. And now, during practice, she hadn’t looked at me once.She was across the room, crouched near the edge of the backdrop with a paintbrush in her hand, the hem of her shirt dusted with chalk. She was talking to someone.A tall guy with black hair and a familiar face. Thomas, I think? I remembered seeing his name once in a class list—Legal Management, like me, but a year ahead.I didn’t know they were close. Or even knew each other. But there they were, talking like they’d known each other for ages. He was smirking, she was laughing nervously, and I couldn’t concentrate on a single line in the script.Miss Dickson sighed loudly. “Take five, people. Andy, unclench your jaw. You look like you’re about to punch the script.”I sighed and nodded, relaxing my body. Had I been clenching my jaw?I ran a hand down my face, hoping to shake it off. But then I looked back toward the props corner, and
His Secret Heir, His Deepest Regret Chapter 12: CALLIE
CALLIEIt’s been a while since I last cried. I didn’t shed a tear when the twins got sick and had to be hospitalized. Instead, I missed school and took care of them like I was their second mom. I didn’t cry when I had to skip the senior field trip because we didn’t have enough money for accommodations or even for the ridiculous T-shirt we were required to wear. I just stayed home, whipped up some spaghetti from what we had in the fridge, and spun tales for my siblings about a future trip to Europe instead.And when my dad died—when the world tilted dramatically for all of us—I didn’t cry until three months later, long after everyone else had stopped grieving.So why, then? Why was I crying for Andy Johnson? Maybe it was because I hadn’t fully realized, until that exact moment, just how much of my heart I had quietly handed over to him. How much space he had occupied in my thoughts without even asking. He was a significant part of my life, even if I was merely a tiny background char
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