***Trigger Warning for a narcissistic asshole in this chapter***
(Sage)
I pulled the hood of Ronan's jacket over my head, letting the dark blue material practically engulf me as that pang of hurt continued to ache inside of me.
The smell of his cologne was starting to fade and I hated it.
I sunk into the pool lounger that I was supposed to be relaxing in before glancing across the pool and sighing. I watched as Mom reached her arm out, letting her fingertips trail up and down the bartender's arm as I couldn't help but roll my eyes.
She was definitely flirting. You would think after being here for a week the bartender would be sick of her by now. Apparently, that wasn't the case. In fact, I think he was trying to get her drunk by the looks of it. So much for having a girl's trip. I d
