Dante's POV:
Gently brushing the hair on her back away, I leaned closer to place a kiss on the soft spot I had had my eyes on but she suddenly moved away.
She was breathing shakily, her words coming out as a fumbled pile of mess as she was unable to hold gaze with me.
Shaking her head, she whispered hoarsely, backing away from me, "D-Don’t. Don’t get too close. I shouldn’t have... I shouldn’t have let it get this far. That was a mistake. So stupid..."
My brows knit together, heart tightening with confusion. "Eloise, what are you—"
I reached out, trying to steady her, to hold her, but she shook me off like my touch burned. She stumbled back, collapsing onto the edge of her bed, burying her face in her hands.
"This is humiliating," she choked out. "This is so f*****g humiliating and it
