Evelyn
Wanting to avoid Gregory and my mom, we sit in Sebastian’s car at the track. Though we spent the week in Hawaii wrapped in each other’s arms, everything feels like it’s such a higher stake.
“You think you can pack up quickly?” He asks quietly into my hair.
“Pack for what?”
“I want to go back to school.”
Sitting up, I stare at Sebastian. “Tonight?”
“Tonight.”
“What about the mess we left behind? Shouldn’t we try to talk to Gregory?”
Sebastian reaches out, pushing some hair out of my face as I quiver my lip. I don’t love this plan. In fact, I don’t even know if this is a good idea.
He sighs, shaking his head dejectedly. “I can’t, Princess. I really can’t face him again. Not now, anyway.”
“But my mom? The baby?”
“Then I’ll go back myself,” he deadpans.
“No, that’s not what
