PRESENT [After the Photoshoot]
Mia's POV
We were sitting in Scott's private jet. I was as far away from him as possible, my back against the seat.
After everything that had happened at the photoshoot three days ago, and then the uncomfortable meeting with the woman he'd brought to my brother's birthday party to rub in my face, I needed space from him.
The last two days had been jam-packed with press interviews, more shoots and foster home visits, leaving no time to talk.
Today was going to be the hardest day we'd faced so far. I didn't want to talk or think about the past, but here we were, about to face it head-on. Dylan was going home with me to California for the first time in more than ten years.
I was hoping word didn't get round this time because I wasn't in the mood to get ru
