Eggust’s POV
I was a fool and I knew it. Every time that I swore to myself I would try my hardest to be calmer and more rational, I always found a way to blow all of that up, destroying whatever faith Juss had in me but what else could I do when I realized she was leaving again?
When Ezekiel had told me she had bought a plane ticket, I had hoped that it was her being jittery and anxious about my confession. I had been curt and polite. Restrained. Reserved. If anything, I deserve a pat on my head for not pinning her down and kissing her as hard as I wished to at that moment but it had not been an impulsive action of hers.
She had meant to leave me. Again.
All I had thought the moment I realized that was I needed to get her in one place. Somewhere I could be sure that she wouldn't try
