Kaya’s POV
The drive to their new home in London had been a blur. Kaya had leaned her head against the car window, watching the unfamiliar streets of the city flash by. The weight of everything that had happened—the broken wedding, the move—hung heavy in her chest.
London. A new beginning, she thought. But even with her best intentions, she couldn’t escape the past.
With Blake’s confession, everything was a mess. The next day Kaya woke up with a heavy heart. She walked through the halls arriving in the dining room to see Frey and Josh setting the table for breakfast. Well it was Frey who was setting the table while Josh was just messing with Frey.
Their easy camaderie sent a pang to her heart. Tristan was the same, he liked to play and mess around too. She faked a smile and walked to t
