CHAPTER 7

CIARA

It felt good, driving away from him after that screaming match we just had.

I drove past my car, which I had parked a few distance away from where the entire situation happened. I would have to call a tow company for it. 

All in all, this was supposed to count as a success, right? I might have just successfully managed to get rid of the man I absolutely disliked most in the entire world. 

He had no reason to stay now. His location was already public, and his picture was blowing up on social media. It was a messy fight, but I did it. 

My phone buzzed, and I glanced at it, only to see that someone had tagged me to another goddamned article again.

I sighed, using my left hand to rub my temples. I almost forgot that happened.

The temporary feeling of success I was riding on just a few moments ago vanished. And suddenly, all I could think about was the hug.