Clad in military uniform, he stood handsome and upright.
Stunned, Becca Reyes' eyes widened in surprise, struggling to react.
"Let's go."
Suddenly, Flossie Wright's voice echoed from behind her, pulling Becca back from her daze.
"Floss..." Becca turned to respond, but was taken aback at the sight of the eggs on Flossie's plate. "Where did you get those eggs?"
"Picked them up from the kitchen."
Flossie shrugged, as if it was nothing unusual.
"..."
Becca was stunned.
Only Flossie could casually pull off such a bold act without a blush.
Glancing at the eggs in the tray, Becca let out a long sigh, somehow feeling restless and confused.
"Flossie, what should I do?"
Seated in the corner, Becca picked at her breakfast with a troubled look, pouring out her worries to Flossie.
Calvin Ramos, Calvin Ramos…
Only he could occupy her thoughts to such an extent.
"Cold treatment."
A chilling response, Flossie continued peeling her eggs.
