Chapter 62
Unspoken Anger
(Esha’s POV)
The moment the yacht docked; I bolted. My hands were shaking, and my mind raced with too many thoughts, but the one screaming the loudest was that I needed to get far, far away from Andy Chahar.
How dare he kiss me? How dare I let him?
The warmth of his lips still lingered, and I hated myself for it. I hated that for those few seconds, the world around me had disappeared, and I’d let myself feel something I had no right to feel anymore. It wasn’t fair. He couldn’t just show up after all these years, kiss me, and leave me with more questions than I’d had before.
As I stepped off the yacht, I didn’t look back. I didn’t want to see him standing there, didn’t want to see Ruby or Cassandra or anyone. I needed to be alone. My feet moved faster, ca
