Yara gave Calliope a once-over, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Has he ever mentioned that woman to you?"


    Calliope was puzzled. Ss wasn''t the type to talk about his past, not even to Yara, who had only seen a photo of the woman and knew of her existence. But beyond that, the details were a mystery.


    Yara''s sharp and inquisitive eyes rested on Calliope. She couldn''t help but wonder if Ss saw Calliope as a stand-in for this mysterious woman or if his feelings were genuine. Regardless of Ss''s intentions, Yara was warming up to Calliope.


    Calliope had surprised her. Rumor had it that the Jewell family wasn''t fond of her. Though she was their biological daughter, they seemed to favor Lisette, their adopted child, bringing her to important events and leaving Calliope behind. Whenever Calliope''s name came up, they branded her as a jinx, an outsider barely tolerated.


    Yet, in Yara''s brief interactions with Calliope, she found Calliope had a unique charm.


    Yara had met Lisette, who always dressed extravagantly but gave off an air of superficiality. Lisette seemed to rely heavily on her brothers, who protected her at every turn.


    In contrast, Calliope was like a wildflower, resilient and thriving despite adversity. Her strength and unexpected capabilities stood out. She seemed nothing like the Jewell family, who, in Yara''s opinion, werecklusterpared to her.


    Calliope nced at Yara. She had no idea who Ss''s mysterious woman was or what she looked like, but Yara''sments suggested a resemnce.


    Was Ss helping her because she''d once helped him, or was it because she reminded him of someone else?


    "I don''t know much, but if you''re curious, I can fill you in," Yara offered, sensing Calliope''s uncertainty.


    Surprisingly, Calliope didn''t press for more information. She simply nodded and asked, "Where is Ss?"


    Yara was stunned. "Aren''t you curious? He might only see you recement. Would you still


    be


    with him?"  a


    "I''ll wait until he''s ready to tell me," Calliope replied calmly.


    She didn''t want to pry. Asking too many questions would only unsettle her. If Ss wanted to share, he would. If not, it meant it wasn''t. worth knowing. Sometimes,


    vel


    knowing too much couldplicate a rtionship.


    Yara chuckled, raising her thumb in approval. "You''re different, and I like you. Let''s be friends."


    "Sure," Calliope agreed without


    hesitation. She understood Yara was Ss''s friend, and they''d likely cross paths often. Making allies was


    always wiser than making enemies.


    They quickly went to the rooftop.


    Yara swung open a door, and Ss emerged, his gaze softening as itnded on


    Calliope.