Chapter 46

LONDON

I couldn’t remember I had this feeling. I got to say. I had never had this fun in a long time.

When you were a daughter of a man like Linus Vanderford, you wouldn’t experience childhood like normal girls. I always wanted to get my hands dirty, have a bruise on my knee, get home soaked with rain, and not be sent and picked up by nannies or driven home by a driver, or stalked around by a bodyguard, or have friends that only mattered to them were themselves, and if they had time, they focused on their dress, on their phones and social media.

I was grateful I had Neke. I was able to experience true friendship with her.

I got off the bike as we arrived at the place Striker was talking about. The cliff was breathtaking. I felt like I was brought back to the time of Poldark in Kynance Cove with the pristine turquoise sea and the fresh and salty smell of the breeze.

“This is beautiful,” I said as Striker came to me. I took a lot of snaps and planned to u