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.

her and they've slept together twice without any strings attached. What do you think his

hand flying to cover her mouth in shock, her eyes wide

Candice asked, "What's

"Candice, it's clear that someone is taking

not me. I'm talking about my friend," Candice replied

into a sympathetic pout. "Babe, your friend has definitely been taken advantage of. That's terrible.

"What do you mean?"

words carefully, Vanessa explained, "It's obvious your friend has blossomed into a stunning beauty. So, now

before, that doesn't stop him from wanting to sleep with her now! You know how men can be, they often

turned a shade paler, and she was

and comforted her. "Candice, it sounds like your friend doesn't understand much about relationships. She's inexperience and too naive, which is why she

not like that," Candice

ever say he wanted to be

eyes. Elio had expressed such desires, nor had he

don't feel well. I'm going to take the rest of the day