Chapter 20
Present Day, Ithaca
It was the early hours of the morning and still dark when they materialised in Emilia’s kitchen. Which sucked, because she was desperate for some sunshine.
She ran her hand through her tangled hair; it came away sooty. ‘I’m going for a shower,’ she told Seb. ‘I’ll cook breakfast once I’m done if you want to hang around.’
He hesitated. ‘Em… about that kiss…’
‘Don’t stress about it, Seb. It was just… oh, crap…’ she paled and reached out for the bench to steady herself.
Seb was beside her in a second. ‘What? Are you okay?’
She looked up at him, her eyes stricken. ‘I’m not that girl,’ she whispered sickly. ‘I never wanted to be that girl.’
‘What girl? What are you talking about?’ Seb demanded in exasperation.
‘I didn’t even spare Justin a thoug
