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!

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

one of the few people I thought I could finally trust after everything that had happened to me, had

the look on his face when he was trying to explain himself - the guilt, the desperation in his eyes. He'd been trying

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

washes over me to see that it was, in fact,

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

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

world away from

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

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

to me than what he had ever been before, putting ties together through the use of Vincent and his father...

the hell had I managed to get myself stuck

the screen lighting up with an incoming call from Emma but

three of them. I stare at it for a moment, my stomach twisting. I

Not right now.

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snapping me from

head, not wanting to be rude and seem as though I was only in to use their electricity

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

up my maps app, searching for

I'm barely holding it together, but I have to

town forever now which was the sad

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

the top of my screen, one from Emma, as my

thing was messed up and you

that I even felt on edge with Emma now who I had

for me so far, right? She

had

watching the

blurs as my

alone, so lost on what to

the cafe opens, and the bell above it rings