Livia’s POV
Thank God it was the weekend. I didn’t have to see Ford or even Nadine for a whole day.
The only issue is, I don’t need to see them to feel so devastated.
I could’ve sworn there was something between me and Ford. Something more than just companionship or relative affection as the best friend of his daughter.
It was in the way he looked at me. The way his eyes swept over my lips when he talked to me in my room. The way he looked at me in the fitting room of the store. The way he cared, the way he sought me out.
Did I misread that all along?
Or was he leading me on?
The fact that I’m not sure is enough for me to be determined not to let myself get too close to him again.
Unfortunately, the weekend ended, and now I’m back to school.
I’m about to make a break for it to my
