Erin’s POV
I watched as Gavin left the hotel suite; he looked as if nothing had only moments ago. Meanwhile, I looked shameful.
I was shameful.
I almost made a terrible mistake; how was I going to explain any of this to Henry? I hated keeping things from him.
I looked at the screen of my phone that has fallen to the ground and frowned as I saw there were 5 missed calls from Henry.
My heart squeezed painfully in my chest; he must have been so worried about me since I left. I didn’t tell him where I was going other than to get some air.
That was hours ago.
It was so late now; he was most likely in bed.
There were also a few missed texts from him as well.
“Where did you go? We aren’t finished talking.”
“Erin, come on. Come home… please?”
“I’m sorry for raising my voice
