" You need to call Arry and tell him, Baby-girl. You can t just run out of school and not go back. Christian is sitting stroking my hair as I lay on the couch with my head on his lap, looking down at me soothingly as I compose myself. "
"I ve cried, raged, regretted and so much more. We drunk so much wine everything is swimming around me and I m just a mess. I m drunk, and Christian has refused to move even though his flight back to London means he needs to leave soon. He has helped demolish Arry s expensive collection of booze he likes to stock in his overly expensive wine rack and I just don t care. I sit up, swaying lightly as I do so and grasp his hand."
" I will, when he comes home& Just right now. I need to let this sink in, and to sleep this off. I need time to think. Wh
