Shadows In Durango

Chapter 98

*****Sofia's POV*****

With my phone clutched tightly in my hand, displaying only thirty percent battery, I quickly google to see if any cafes in town were still open - where I could charge up before making my next move. Reaching up, I wipe at my wet cheek, before the search loads and I find one cafe nearby that closes at ten. Great, that gives me an hour and a half to figure out where to go from here...

I couldn't process what had happened back there, as every ounce of my body told me just to get up and run out of there before my father could show up - and so that's exactly what I did.

I kicked off my heels, changed in to a comfier tracksuit, jammed what I could in to my bag - including some cash - and left.

Vincent had been organising sneaky deals behind my back. Arranging a possible marriage between us without even having the decency to tell me about it!

He should have told me from the very beginning that he was even planning to contact my father. Sure, I wouldn't have liked the idea, but I trusted him enough to hear his reasons out.

It was an arranged marriage, just like the first time around - all done completely behind my back and against my will!

It was wrong...

The whole thing was wrong!

This explained a whole lot though, why Daryl had been so uptight and shitty with me, since he probably knew about it and didn't like the idea of us marrying himself - not that I had any say in it though!

But then again if Daryl really liked me like he claimed he did, then he would have told me about it instead of throwing it in my face at dinner just to be spiteful!

As for Vincent, I knew something had been keeping him on edge lately, and this must have been it.

His father was working with mine, and for how long, I didn't know? I couldn't trust any of them, not now, since the whole dinner could have been a complete set up for all I know!

But one solid fact remained, and that was that I couldn't go back to my father.

Not now, not ever.

I quicken my pace as I head down the dimly lit street, each step feeling heavier with the weight of everything I had just learned.

The cool night air bites down at my skin, but it does nothing to calm the storm swirling from inside me.

How could Vincent have done this to me? How could he keep something so huge from me? Especially after I just admitted to liking him only yesterday!

kind

could finally trust after everything that had happened to me, had gone behind my back and made decisions about my life without

think back to the look on his face when he was trying to explain himself - the guilt, the desperation in his eyes. He'd been trying to manage the situation, I get

I swipe at it angrily. I can't let myself break down now. I need to keep moving. I need to stay

glow of the cafe sign comes into view, and relief washes over me to see

my phone and to figure out what my next move is. The last thing I want is to be stranded out here with nowhere to go

air inside hitting me instantly, as I'm greeted by the smell of fresh coffee and the soft

it was peaceful in here, a world away from the chaos I had just

back, I pull out my charger, plug in my phone, and sit back, my mind racing. What am I going to do? I can't go back to Vincent's house. Not after what just happened. I can't trust him, and I definitely can't trust his family and there is no way in hell that I'm going back

father sends a chill down my spine. The idea that he was still pulling strings, trying to control my life from the shadows, makes my

to me than what he had ever been before, putting ties together

I managed to

table, the screen lighting up with an incoming call

it for a moment,

Not right now.

us for

waitress appears, snapping me from

uh, y-yeah... a hot chocolate please?" I request off the top of my head, not wanting to be rude and seem as though I was only in to use

me over, knowing that something was wrong but choosing to keep quiet on it - which

up my maps app, searching for hotels or anywhere nearby where I can

I'm barely holding it

now which was the sad

afford. I don't have money to splurge anymore, not with

of my screen, one from Emma, as my eyes scan over

won't tell any of them where you are, I promise! That whole thing was messed up and you have my support Sof!

even felt on

secrets for me so far, right? She

had

to stare out of the window, watching the cars pass by on

streetlights blurs as my eyes fill with tears

alone, so

and the bell above it rings softly,