CHAPTER 24

Those words were repeating in her head like a broken record. Just how vulnerable could she be? And how foolish did Dylan think she was? Because he must really have thought of her to be a big fool—which she actually was.

It was very easy for him to fool her, because that was how she was. Blair who was easily fooled, easily broken, easily used, easily dumped and discarded.

The tears she had been trying to control filled her eyes and began to overflow like a dam. It poured down he cheeks, and no matter how much she kept wiping and wiping it off, it kept coming back, and even more.

"Gav please stop the car," she said to the driver, her voice coming out a lot more shaky than she had expected.

"Are you okay, Miss?" He questioned.

"I don't know, just turn the car back, please."

"But we're almost there-"

"Turn the freaking car! Please…" she trailed off, letting out a heavy sob.

The driver went silent, then reversed and turned the car back.

"Where are you headed?"

Blair didn't even know where