Myra placed her head down on Hart’s shoulder as the plane took off.

Goodbye, Bali, she told herself reluctantly. Knowing Jake was in City V along with that girl he was hugging in the party, she didn’t feel keen to go home. While she missed her overbearing daddy, she wasn’t sure how to face him after she had just left without a word, without his golden permission. But no news was good news. Surely he would have taken Sierra’s words.

From now on, it would be her and Hart. She hadn’t expected so much from him when she had taken his car in the first place, and now he was...