No Longer Your Helpless Mess

Summary

Before summer break, I flew to Caleb's university to surprise him.

Instead, I found his sophomore lab mate clinging to him, asking who was prettier—her or me.

Caleb gave a careless, distracted laugh: "Maya, of course. She's way prettier than you."

The girl's face immediately fell.

I pushed the door open, just in time to see Caleb resting his hand affectionately on top of her head.

"Are you going to cry over that? Maya isn't just pretty, she's fiercely independent," he smiled.

"Not like you. Without me, you're just a helpless little mess."