CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
The ride was tensed. I wanted to speak, say something but everything in me was just shouting for me to just stay quite before I ruined anything. So just like that, we were in a car, just the two of us heading to George’s hometown with jazz music playing. Running through my mind was the scary question: had I ruined everything by kissing him?
ARES’S POV
The hot sun rays filtering through my window were what woke me up on Saturday morning. I was very much exhausted from my flying but not so much as from the thought of Sebastian. For the first time in my life, I didn’t feel so selfish. I had let him and a part of me despite feeling empty and hurt, still hoped he’d find happiness with George. I stepped off the bed, staring outside the window. All around me were fancy houses
