Chapter 52

Marco was ready to reply that he wasn't trying to make her jealous, that what he felt for Nicole was real and that he wanted to kiss her every time he did, but he didn't have the courage, because he knew deep down that it wasn't for her. all true.

“Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to sleep. I have a flight tomorrow and an event that if I'm lucky”—she smiled teasing him—“will have a late night and infinitely better company than this.

She turned on her heel and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door. Marco, his nostrils flared like a bull's, pulled on the rest of his clothes and stormed out of her room, slamming the door even harder.

Hearing the bedroom door slam, Charlotte was sure Marco was gone, maybe for good now. And she didn't tell him the truth about the past. But how could she? He had acted like an idiot.

“God, why don't you just get out of my head? she asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She felt like Marco was, often behind her like a shadow.

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