Chapter 11

After Sage and I had dinner, I went upstairs. Earlier, his bandmates came home and they didn't have dinner here so I didn't have to lock myself in the room to eat there.

I took a nightgown out of the cabinet and went into the bathroom. I was immersed in the bath tub while thinking about what Luke had said. Will he also do something in Manila? So what? And why do we have to be together when I can do it myself?

Why is he able to act normally and seem like nothing? Has he forgotten what he did to me? Then I don't. Because every time I close my eyes I see his puffy eyes staring at me. I could hear his low and baritone voice meeting my hearing. I could feel his warm and soft lips on my ear. Fuck, that doesn't seem to get out of my mind!

Then he's just nothing? Looks like he didn't beat me up ?! I gasped and irritably buried my shoulders in the water. I don't want to see him. Just thinking that I can go with him on the trip makes me anxious. I’ve been restless lately because of overthinking