Chapter 83: A Gift From Cassandra
Callum had returned with the drinks in his hands. He looked tired and worn, his smile barely reaching his eyes.
I took the cold drink from him, quickly bringing it to my lips.
“Callum, are you okay?” Sophia asked, taking her drink as well. It seemed like I wasn’t the only one who noticed Callum’s sudden mood shift. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”
He blinked rapidly, shaking his head. “I’m fine. Just felt weird for a second.” He ran a hand through his hair, still looking slightly dazed. “Thought I felt... never mind.”
Shaking his head, Callum turned his attention to me instead.
“What’s up with you?” he asked. “You don’t look so great either.”
I might have pressed him further, but my attention was still divided between our conversation and the sight of my mates laughing with their former flames.
“Nothing important,” I murmured, though my eyes betrayed me by drifting back to where Liam and Levi were still chatting with the three women.
When I didn’t explain further, Sophia stepped in. “Liam and Levi are over there talking to some girls from Ironhound,” she explained, keeping it vague. “Former acquaintances, apparently.”
“Oh.” Callum’s voice was careful.
He turned and followed my line of gaze to see Liam and Levi laughing at something the girls said. Callum bit his lips, his expression clouding.