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!

think he had the right to discuss any kind of deal with my father behind

of betrayal hit my chest. Vincent, one of the few people I thought I could finally trust after everything that had happened to me, had gone

on his face when he was trying to explain himself - the guilt, the

down my cheek, and I swipe at it angrily. I can't let myself break down now. I need

relief washes over me to see that

least I have somewhere to sit and think for now, to charge 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

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

that it was peaceful in here, a world

a booth in the 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

trying to control my life from the shadows, makes my skin

ties together through the use

the hell had I managed to get myself

buzzes on the table, the screen lighting up

by messages from the three of them. I stare at it for a moment, my stomach twisting. I don't want to read them, not yet. I can't handle hearing any more explanations, excuses, or

Not right now.

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Can I get you a warm drink?" A waitress appears, snapping me from

request off the top of my head, not wanting to be rude and seem as

smiles, taking a second longer to eye me over, knowing that something was

take a deep breath as she leaves me and I open up my maps app,

I feel like I'm barely

the sad truth

trying to figure out what I can afford. I don't have money to splurge anymore, not with my future being so unpredictable at

at the top of my screen, one from Emma, as my eyes scan over it

tell any of them where you are, I promise! That whole thing was messed up and you have my support Sof! Please answer and talk to me, let me know

on edge with Emma now who I had trusted so

so many secrets for me

this had been

window, watching the cars pass by on the street outside as

streetlights blurs as my

alone, so lost on what

opens, and the bell above it rings