Chapter 50

Katja

"I will get some fresh air..." I say and turn around on heels so quick it's as if someone has set them aflame.

John's words are circling inside my mind. He doesn't care about me. I'm nothing to him, and those eyes, searing, dislike me with a passion while I'm falling in love with him.

I grab the railing, pulling myself up toward the shining sun. I must be out of my mind because nobody on this boat would love a monster! What was I expecting to happen, allowing my heart to pump for John?

I hurry the last steps and run past a few crew members. The wind is in my hair, and I step to the side of the boat, royally puking from the anxiety and stress wrecking my body.

John doesn't like me.

It was all an act.

He has been nice to me for the hell of it, pretending to be my friend, and although I deserve it, I'm sad. At some point, I stopped getting irritated seeing his grin early in the morning, and now, I love his face.

John is gorg