CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
Kaden had us booked into an exclusive, lavish five-star hotel in New York the moment we arrived yesterday dead tired. A sigh left my lips as I glanced at the business card in my hand before gazing out of the window. My thoughts were wary, wondering if I should have at least said good bye to Joon. What would have his reaction be? Would he have been sad I was leaving? Would he beg me to stay a little longer in the island? What if he would have just shrugged and told me it’s okay if I was leaving the island? The New York busy night, filled with honking of cars and people hurrying back to their homes did nothing to pull my thoughts way from Joon. In about fourteen hours, Kaden would be performing and what I did not understand was why he still chose to punish himself over
