chapter 29. Plans Foiled

BELLE I stared at the phone, my thumb hovering over the screen. Deliberating. My plan had been to book a flight when Grayson wasn’t looking. Then I’d sneak out to the airport sometime during the night. Maybe I could even be home by the morning. I knew that now would be my only chance to do this. I glanced at the bathroom door, a deep part of me almost hoping that he would come out, see what I was doing, and stop me. I was just so scared. This was all too much. I opened up the internet browser on his iPhone but couldn’t bring myself to type anything, even though I knew I was running out of time. Even just thinking about leaving Grayson made the pain in my chest grow more and more. My mark throbbed and tears were starting to well in my eyes. But what about my apartment? My job? It had already been really irresponsible of me to spend even an extra night in France rather than racing home. My rent was already late, and my landlord wasn’t exactly the forgiving type. And I kn