(Sabrina’s POV)
My suitcase wheels rattle against the dock planks, the sound matching the angry rhythm of my heartbeat.
I step off the gangway, as the morning air hits my face, sharp and cold despite the early sun.
Four days. I was gone for four days, and in that time, I almost forgot I had another life.
I’m not a single woman. I’m a divorcee, and a single mom with a custody case to win. Having a crush on a random stranger…
No. That can’t even be called a crush, since the whole thing was a set-up.
Either way, I don’t have time to waste on feelings and men when I have better things to do, like get a new job, and provide for myself and my son.
Because after the s**t Sophia pulled on me? I would be damned if I trust her again.
My phone buzzes in my pocket. I ignore it. It's been going
