Chapter 49

• Azalea:
• I stared out of the window, my mind consumed by thoughts of Ryan. I longed to see him again, to go back to yesterday when everything felt perfect that night he carried me while it was raining. But as quickly as the desire came, I pushed it away with a sigh. He had rejected me, and I doubt he would ever want to see me again.
• Besides, even if he did want to see me, how would I explain my sudden disappearance from the hotel room? I wouldn't want him to suspect anything about me.