Did shehaveto befriend the woman who threw a tantrum over our prices right in the middle of the gift shop?
Sure, Cali Sinclairisa famous resort vlogger, and Julianna just won’t stop talking about apps, influencers, and social media, but would it hurt her to find another influencer to intern for?
Someone who doesn’t rile me up every chance she gets?
As if that wasn’t enough, the woman keeps tripping all over the place. If I’m not careful enough, before I know it, I might have a lawsuit on my hands.
For now, I just owe her dinner.
One quiet meal. One hour—maybe two—of civil conversation.
The question is, can we go one night without being at each other’s throats?
To my surprise, it turns out we can.
But I’m not sure I like this outcome better…
Because now I’m starting to wish that she keeps falling.
I’ll just have to be there to catch her each time…
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Ariella
I ran for my life, and it was allhisfault. Secrets had brought me over a thousand miles from home. I fled with only one thought in mind: a second chance. Starting over was my only option for survival.
I squinted through my sunglasses, shucking them to the empty passenger seat, finding it difficult to see. My vision adjusted, but the night was setting in fast as daylight fell over the horizon.
I struggled to see the narrow, snow-covered road ahead.
The streets at the bottom of the mountain had been freshly plowed and salted. The headlights on my five-speed were angled at odd intervals, casting shadows over the road covered in potholes beneath the slush.
The car jolted and bounced with my foot on the gas, splashing my scalding, stale coffee from the cup holder.
My eyes burned and welled.
“Shit!”
Tears threatened the surface, but I wouldn’t cry. It wasn’t the sting of blistering liquid that hurt. I’d done this to myself. I blamed him, but it was as much my fault.
Secrets surrounded my past. Benjamin Ryan had been part of those secrets, but there was more than even he knew. There were secrets I could never tell him, even as he was whisked away in handcuffs.
I packed my car with my possessions and hurried out of the state of New York. Of course, not before finding a small log cabin in the woods that I could afford in cash, sight unseen.
I also lined up a job interview at a nearby resort, but there was no guarantee of landing a position right away. My last one had ruined my life, and I couldn’t even put it on my resume.
I’d have to be frugal with the few dollars left to my name, which consisted of a few ones in my wallet.