Chapter 157

One week later, and I’m on a plane, sitting in business class again and trying not to be nervous about this trip. Part of me wonders if I’m going to have the time of my life … or experience a nightmare I can’t undo. When I close my eyes, I see Greg and John and Ben. I see Harper ordering them to rape me. Bile rises in my throat and I open my eyes quickly, just in time to order a soda from the flight attendant.

I’m all alone on this flight—the others all left days ago. But that’s okay. It feels good to have a moment all to myself to think.

What, exactly, is my relationship with the guys?

Windsor … is a friend. Right? And Zack is a … crush? Do I want him to be a crush?

I’m pretty sure Creed thinks I’m somehow his after what happened in the hot tub (idiot). Zayd is so ashamed he can barely look at me. And Tristan is… well, he’s Tristan.

Groaning, I down my soda like the guy two seats up and one over is downing tiny bottles of rum. When I went to the bathro