Chapter Seven
Phoenix was disgusted with himself. Of course he hadn’t intended for the cane to snap and strike Sierra, but that was exactly what had happened. His anger had caused her injury and all she’d been trying to do was help him.
He rubbed a hand over his face as he slid down the wall to the floor. Never had he hated himself more. Sierra was right. He had a lot to be grateful for. And his mother had been right. He needed to take responsibility for his life and be the man his grandfather had believed Phoenix could be.
He thought he’d been doing that by coming to Seaside, determined to learn the ropes and eventually take over the day-to-day operations of the resort. But he hadn’t come here to heal, he’d come here to hide.
He was still seated on the floor when Adam reached him seve
