But Ainsley only turned further away, hiding most of her face in the process. Instead of answering the question, she just said, “It’s getting late, Sebastian. We should turn in for the night.”
She tried to close her door, but like deja vu, Seb blocked it unthinkingly. “Ainsley.”
Ainsley’s confused jumble of emotions erupted. One moment, she was thinking Seb’s behavior meant what she wanted it to mean. The next, she was telling herself she was just being delusional. Now, she was starting to think it might mean something again, but this time, the thought of it scared her.
Because if she was right, what would happen to them both going forward? How would their parents feel if their children came to like each other against all expectations? Wouldn’t they feel betrayed and hurt?
What if they
