Date = 13 April
That fire just burned me.
Place = San Francisco (On the road)
But at least I’m going home.
POV – Aria
Ask him. Talk to him. Don’t make assumptions. All great points, Haley and Mel are making.
“But what if I ask him ― he could just lie about it.” I wave a limp hand in the air. “Isn’t that what every man does in this situation?” I mean, no person cheating on their partner would just openly admit it, would they?
Damion is leaning against a car like he’s posing for a shoot. I blink. When did we leave the hospital? The parking lot stretches around us like an emotional minefield, and suddenly, I’m ice cold.
“I’ve loaded all your stuff,” Damion says, opening the car doors with perfect synchronicity like we’re boarding a royal chariot. I slide into the backseat before I ove
