Callum's POV
Her eyes narrowed. "Are you serious right now?"
I frowned. "Yes! I should be the one upset, Hailee. I saw Nathan leaving your house this morning—early morning…"
She cut me off, her voice sharp. "And you called me just to accuse me, Callum!"
I opened my mouth, but she kept going.
"You didn't ask. You didn't even care how I was feeling. You just jumped to conclusions and basically called me a liar. Do you know how that made me feel?"
Her voice cracked a little at the end.
"You assumed I slept with him," she continued, quieter now. "What do you take me for? A loose girl?"
I took a shaky breath and stepped closer.
"I'm sorry," I said, my voice low and full of guilt. "I didn't mean it like that… I just—I lost it. I was jealous."
She scoffed and looked away. "Clearly."
"No, Hailee, listen to me," I said, gently cupping her face. "I'm sorry. I really am. I saw him leaving and… I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think straight. I was scared you picked him."
