Taylor
Something was wrong and I had been blind to see it before. Well maybe not blind, maybe it was more the fact that I didn’t want to see it.
But I saw it now. Clearly and totally.
Gio had lied to me, Christian had as well. When he had opened his sinfully pretty mouth and told me I could leave anytime I wanted.
I couldn’t leave. Not unless I fancied swimming to it no the shore I could barely see in the distance.
“I-” My hand curled around the rail. And even in the half-light I could see the whiteness of my knuckles as I gripped it hard. My voice faltered away to nothing. Because what could I say? I had been the one to agree to come here of my own free will. No one had held a gun to my head and the reason was pretty clear.
My stupid romantic loving personality. My night with C
