(ALEKSANDR POV)
I couldn’t do this anymore. I couldn’t keep avoiding Sindra and Rovers Inn just because I had messed up. I wanted to give her space because I was embarrassed about the way I’d drunk way too much after our date and ended up making a fool out of both of us.
I cringed as I recalled the vague details I could remember of that night.
It was all so utterly humiliating. It should not have happened.
I was at Deon’s Diner. That part was clear in my head. After the amazing hike, I was buzzing with excitement. I was talking to Deon about Sindra and how good it felt to kiss her.
But I was drinking at the same time, and I guess I had too much.
A group of travelers, living the van life, just passing through Twin Lakes, caught my attention. There was something really enjoyable about
