Who Does Callie Torres End Up With Novels & Stories

"Callie, what are you talking about? What's wrong?" "What's wrong?" She let out a bitter laugh that hurt her throat. "You're seriously asking me what's wrong?" "Yes, I'm asking because I have no idea--" "You slept with someone else!" The words burst out of her before she could stop them. "While I was dying in there, stuck with Korran, you were off sleeping with someone else!" The room went deathly silent. Damon's face went pale. "What are you..." "So it's true." Callie felt something crack inside her chest. "It's actually true. I thought maybe I was wrong, but you just confirmed it."

I could feel a slight annoyance from Ethan, which made me smile a little. “So, Grace, have you found your mate yet?” Callie asked as we all laid back and relaxed. “Can’t say I have.” I knew it was a low blow, but I didn’t care. He was acting like he didn’t want me, so I wasn’t going to announce my rejection to the world. “You?” “I’m mated to Damon.” She replied. “Oh! I didn’t know, I’m sorry!” I looked at her, horrified. “It’s okay!”

suggestion back in high school, who gets married in high school no judgement. Nor have I told her what happened back in high school. I haven’t told anyone that, actually. He tried to assault me and got it on video to blackmail me to marry him. I can’t tell anyone. Instantly, her face twists when my eyebrows fly up and I stare at her, open-mouthed. “Who’s Dario Rici?” I ignore Bella’s question and look into my margarita, something cold and sharp twisting inside of me. Callie answers for me.

Stephanie was so starstruck. “Thanks Stephanie, I’ll see you tomorrow morning.” Callie didn’t want anybody to know about her little affair with Tristan Fortes… Stephanie nodded her head and smiled goofily before she left. “What do you want?” Callie asked the minute they were alone. He gave her a drop dead sexy smile. Like hot… Hot was an understatement. She recalled the way he took her that night, the way he just took control, did what he wanted and turned his back to her.

With a sense of dread, I tapped the notification, and there it was, illuminated on my screen. It was Cassian and Callie and in the picture, they shared a kiss—or what looked like one. In reality, Callie was leaning into him, her delicate hand splayed across his chest, lips hovering close to his as if willing the moment to ignite. Cassian's jaw was rigid, a picture of indifference, while the camera captured just enough to put my world at risk. The headline sneered back at me: "THORNWELL HEIR LIVES IT UP WITH SPICY MOMENT WITH MONROE EX—MARRIAGE STORIES DEAD?"

“What happened between us wasn't a mistake. I take every fault, okay? You were drunk. I was drunk, but I could have stopped—” “I don't regret it.” Callie took a step forward, an unquenchable flame dancing in her fierce eyes. She locked her gaze on mine. “I don't regret any single thing that happened last night. And if you're going to be a coward that—” I grabbed her waist and kissed her, stopping her from speaking any further. God. I didn't know what I was doing, but I never wanted to let go. Callie moaned into the kiss. It was slow. Yearning. A mixture of desire and anger. Lifting her up, I grabbed her thigh and deepened the kiss.

However, the girl was causing trouble again. "Calista, what's wrong with you!" snapped Asteria. "No! I don't want to die! No!" "Go away! Go away! All of you go!" "Hey, who's going to kill you anyway! We're not stupid!" Damon yelled. Calista didn't listen to Damon. She kept her ears closed tightly, with her eyes glaring at the surroundings. "Resh, how is it?" asked Cleo. "Move, Ros! Pick up the pace! We'll be there soon!"

Unlike what he had said, he cared about Callie. What happened to the two of them the last time after Hazel handed Callie over to him? However, Isaac avoided and stayed away from Callie, and it seemed Callie had completely been disappointed in him. It was not easy for Isaac to get his fiancée back. “Are you really just a female companion?” Hazel smiled slightly and asked, “Aren’t you also his fiancée?” “Not anymore.” Callie explained, “I’ve told Grandpa Anderson I want to break off our engagement. It’s only a matter of time before we break off… ah!”

GRAB YOUR TISSUES EVERYONE! AND GET READY FOR THIS CHAPTER - CALLIE I cannot believe what happened today. I am still in shock, as I was trying to wrap my head around what happened. If I am not mistaken, Mateo proposed to me and I said yes, right? I just . . . couldn't believe that it happened this fast. It's not that I am not happy, in fact, I am scared that I am. Indeed, I trust him a lot, but a part of me is scared. So scared that something bad might happen, but again, I shouldn't think this way.

“I told you I needed reliable help while I’m handling the foundation events. Tori came highly recommended, and Lorrie already loves her—“ RING! The sound of her phone buzzing interrupted her mid-sentence. She began to make her way out of the sitting room immediately, forgetting that I was still there. “I have to take this call, it’s the foundation board. And, Oh! Dylan, be nice enough to show Tori to her room upstairs. Make sure she’s settled.” She gave me one last encouraging nod before walking away down the hall, with the phone already pressed to her ear, leaving the two of us alone in the massive entrance hall. Oh God! I’m now left all alone with this jerk! The moment her footsteps faded,