Her affection for Calvin wasn't romantic—it was familial.
Though Camilla had said the same thing before, hearing it directly from Melissa carried far more weight.
Vicente turned the words over in his mind, the lingering bitterness in his chest dissolving without a trace.
His deep, inscrutable gaze remained fixed on Melissa.
"The reason I wanted to see Calvin was to ask him to help calm my brother's anger—to convince him to accept us."
Seeing Vicente's silence, Melissa assumed he didn't believe her.
Her brows furrowed, and her voice trembled with unshed tears as she pressed on.
"I've always been playful, but I've never done anything this reckless before.
Who knows how furious my brother must be?"
Until her brother gave his approval, the weight of this matter would continue to press heavily on her heart.
"I'm sorry, Melissa.
