SARAH
I can’t sleep.
I toss and turn in bed, crying my eyes out at regular intervals, until it’s daylight.
It burns. It really does. But I spend the most of my time telling myself it’s best for me. It’s best for all of us.
This was a mistake in the first place.
That one night was never meant to happen. I have too much s**t going on in my life to have feelings for three men who will never feel anything for me.
I don’t hate myself that much.
Do I?
True to Ronan’s words, the driver is downstairs by exactly 8:30am. I am told the jet would be ready to leave by 9am, and it’s a twenty minutes drive to the airport.
Malachi and Jaxon only come to my room to help me take my luggage down the stairs, to the doorstep. They don’t say a single word, and neither do I.
I watch in silenc
