CHAPTER ELEVEN
“So you live on the island?” I broke the silence in the car, shifting my face slightly to look at Joon, his face drawn into concentration. Despite it being only eleven, the streets of the island were already filled with people, well mostly celebrities and the extremely wealthy, in swimming trunks and bikinis obviously heading off to swim.
“Not exactly,” he chuckled, taking a quick glance out of the side mirror,” Let’s say, that house is more of a holiday house for me. Stacy and I were supposed to be here, prior to our third-year anniversary but well, now I just have to wait and see how things work out between us,”
“I hope she understands how insane it is to let you go,” I said.
Silence returned in the car but only for a minute or two before Joon broke it.
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