The cafe's aroma still clung to my clothes, a faint, sweet ghost of an afternoon that had been anything but. My encounter with Marcus Diego, his emerald green eyes kept haunting me , had left me rattled in a way I hadn't anticipated. It wasn't the lingering affection, or even regret, that gnawed at me, but a strange, unsettling vulnerability. I’d thought myself immune to such tremors, long past the girl who had once fallen so completely. I wasn't going to lucian’s place again, I resolved to look for my family myself, I wasn't going to be his plaything again, I wanted to be free,I went straight to a hotel and booked a room, stepped into the room happy that at least I could be a free girl for today, the click of the door echoing in the sudden silence, and stepped into the dim light of my san
