Lilian’s POV
I lean over the one of the basins breathing deeply as I try to get my anger back under control. What the hell was I thinking? I can’t do this? We can’t even spend three minutes together without trying to rip each others throats out.
I should call it off, tell Derek I can’t do it . . Derek’s promise to help me pay off my debt to my dad’s hospice swims through my thoughts. I really do need that help, and I need to get my dad here to San Francisco which won’t happen without the money I’ll get from being Daxton’s pretend girlfriend. I peer up at my face in the mirror, staring at the woman looking back at me, one who is so tired of trying to keep her head above water.
I shake my head, ridding myself of my thoughts and straightening up giving myself a mental pep talk. I agreed to
