Dominic POV
I should’ve walked away sooner.
I don’t even know why I went to that damn bonfire. Probably some pathetic need to punish myself. Maybe I wanted to see her happy—prove to myself that I could handle it.
But I couldn’t.
I f*****g couldn’t.
I saw her.
Kennedy.
With him.
Elian’s mouth on hers.
Her lips moving against his like they belonged there.
Her fingers curled gently in his shirt like he made her feel safe.
And something inside me snapped.
I didn’t even think—just turned and walked away so fast I nearly tripped over the damn driftwood in the sand. My fists clenched, jaw tight. If I hadn’t left, I would’ve done something reckless. Something stupid.
Like pound Elian’s smug face into the goddamn beach.
I made it back to the resort without remembering how I got there,
