Chloe POV
A shiver ripples down my spine as I wait outside the front of the pack house with my Louis Vuitton suitcase at my feet. I wasn’t sure if it was the chill from the bitter morning breeze or my encounter with Darius just now. As soon as those words left his mouth, words I had been longing to hear from him for as long as I can remember, I felt the beginnings of a panic attack. It was all too much and the emotional rollercoaster I somehow seem to be stuck on did a loop the loop and plunged into darkness. I needed to breathe and as long as he was stood in front of me I felt like I was drowning.
Standing here now in a complete daze, I felt numb and panicked at the same time. My mind had never been so scrambled. Did he really love me? What did that mean? Does he want to give us anothe
