Riley’s POV
After leaving Tracy in the middle of the road, my conscience kept on pricking me so bad but I was so determined to not go back and pick her up, I felt so betrayed and as it stands right now I don’t even want to see or interact with Tracy and the kids. This betrayal hurt me more than that of Phoebe probably because I didn’t love her as much as I loved Tracy. I drive back to the hotel, pack up my suitcase as fast I could, hoping that I don’t run into the kids. When I was done, I met with the receptionist and settled our bills and even paid extra just incase Tracy and her kids needed something from the hotel. Before leaving the hotel, I also book a morning flight back to London for them because I believed that they had nothing else to do here in California.
I was literally cry
