Axel

Let them hate me. I know I’m doing the right thing. If there were any other way, I’d have found it by now. I’ve been wracking my brains for months trying to find a way to make this work. For us to stay. For her to come with us. Nothing was possible.

“Have you sorted the phones?” My father asks me.

“Yes. Did it last night.”

“Everyone’s?”

“All of ours, and Peony’s, yes,” I reply tightly. It was my father’s idea to cut all contact with Odile. And he didn’t leave me a lot of choice. Not with her life on the line. I just wished we didn’t have to be so cruel to keep her alive.

The guys will forgive me in time.

I’m not convinced Peony will though.

At least I got to be her first kiss.