Dante

“Uhmm… I believe we should get going. It is getting late and we… might miss our flight.”

I watched Erica gently pull her hand from her daughter's grasp and grab her suitcase. My heart fell and her daughter looked confused. I sighed and was at the same time, grateful. It seemed she hadn’t told her kids about what happened between us. My heart pounded at the thought.

It wasn’t too hard to see that they loved me. I could only imagine how much hate they would have towards me if they found out the truth.

She took Ethan’s hand gently and they walked to the car that was waiting...