Page 21 of Entangled With You

Isa

I hope you can make it, too. I can work around your schedule. *heart hand emoji*

Isa

And look who’s talking. The Amazonian Warrior!!

I frown at her nickname for me.

Cata

What are you talking about?

Isa

Oh, haven’t you heard? Last night, the commentators gave you that nickname, and it went viral. I saw it on the clock app.

I bark out a laugh, and Furball looks at me like I’ve gone mad. “I’m sorry baby, I’ll be quiet now so you can keep resting.”

Cata

No way, I’ll have to check it out.

Isa

OK, friend. I gotta go. I’m on a yacht, and we’re about to dock. Love you!

Cata

A yacht? Holy shit, there’s clearly stuff going on that I’m not privy to. The math ain’t mathing!! Love you too.

I decide to check out my new nickname instead of continuing to pry for info. I’m sure she’ll tell me when she’s ready.

Just as I’m about to tap the clock app, a notification on OfficialCherub catches my eye, and click on it instead. My soul leaves my body for a second as I see the picture of the guy who sent me an icebreaker. What are the fucking odds? Does he know it’s me, the girl he reached out to? And even more, what the fuck do I do? I know deep inside me it’s him, Matías. But I click on his picture to check his profile anyway. And sure enough, “Dark Angel” is his nickname. He has a pair of angel wings tattooed on the back of his neck. Twenty-six years old, civil engineer, loves reading and eating pastries, exercising, and is obsessed with soccer. Yup, it’s him.

Trying not to let my mind spin, I call the only person who I know I can trust with this. She answers after the second ring.

“Cata, are you okay?” I chuckle at my sister’s worried tone.

“Yes, sis. I’m perfectly fine. It’s just that something happened and you’re the only person I can bounce this around with.” My sister doesn’t say anything but my phone starts vibrating with an incoming FaceTime call from her. I hit accept, and her troubled gaze meets my wild one.

“Cattleya Maria, out with it. I’m worried sick,” she says, using her “big sister” voice.

“Sofi, you won’t believe this shit,” I say as I pass my hand across my forehead. “Remember, I told you I was thinking about downloading a dating app?” My sister’s eyes grow so big I think they’re going to pop out.

“You didn’t tell me anything about this. Ah, Cata, please don’t tell me you have a stalker?” Her face twists. I’m sure she’s already thinking about calling the police and telling my parents.

“Ay Sofi, don’t be so extreme. No, that’s not what happened. Let me talk,” I say, and she nods. “It wasn’t actually me who downloaded it. My teammate Stefa did. But that’s not the issue. The thing is, I had forgotten I had that app on my phone, and today I saw a notification. You won’t believe who the guy is,” I tell her and wait to see if she’s going to try to guess.

“Cata, just tell me. The suspense is killing me!” Sofi almost wines at this point, and I laugh, which earns me a glare.

“Okay, Okay, I’ll tell you. It’s Matías,” I admit. It’s actually comical to watch my sister’s face go from confused to utter shock. It takes her a full minute to react, but once she does, what comes out of her mouth makes me throw my head back in laughter.

“Ay catre hijueputa (oh, fuckity fuck). Shut. The. Front. Door.”

After my laughter fades, I nod, completely agreeing with my sister’s assessment of the situation.

“The real kicker here is, what the fuck do I do?”

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