113 | “Why are you here then?”

Kissing Dan was not part of the plan. Not that there was a plan to begin with.

But how could she pretend it didn’t matter? That it didn’t break her heart to lose the one guy she had come to love so damn much?

It all felt like a nightmare, the one which refused to let her wake up to the reality where Dan wasn’t a stranger and she wasn’t so miserable. Willow swallowed and turned away from the window of her bedroom.

After Dan dropped her off so she could rejoin her family gathering—and be safe with her loved ones instead of wandering in the wild—he disappeared into the thick shadow of trees as if he was never there.

But Willow knew he was there. She had a sweet sensation and the taste of his lips on hers to prove that. Not that it made her any less miserable. A small taste of him was just not enough. She wanted more, and she wanted it bad.

Willow walked back to her bed and flopped down with a heavy sigh. She ran a hand through her dark hair and wondered what to do next. She might have sa