Chapter 18
Samantha's POV
I had showered and gotten dressed. No extra work to look good, obviously. He was Alaric, the man I hated but I couldn't stop my eyes from drifting to the make-up kit I had convinced myself I was admiring, rather than wishing I could be wearing it.
I checked myself out in the mirror and questioned why I really agreed in the first place. I knew the reason already: the thought of spending some alone time with him ignited my heart. I breathed heavily and almost wanted to cry at my vulnerability. What was I doing? Was it because he broke up with Lily?
I wanted to change my mind and began to take off my clothes, trying to stifle my tears. Why was my heart this way?
"Why are you being this way? Why can't I just control you no matter how much I try?" I said, fueled b
