Too much of a mess.

Rael's POV

I stared down at the long text. A mix of emotions circled through me as I read it over and over again. The most evident one?

Guilt.

She had plans. Of course, she did. She had a life before she met me and a future she had expected.

Months before, I hadn't thought much about her words. In all honesty, I hadn't cared too much about how I had turned her life over its head the moment I introduced her to the press months ago. I didn't care as I watched her sign the contract. Only recently did it truly hit me.

There were no amount of words to define her, no box to put her in. She had her plans, her future.

And then she came into my life, and all her plans fell apart.

My hands tightened on my phone. The guilt mixed in with the conflict brewing in me.

It was always part of my principle to switch off my phone during important trips like these. They served as a distraction to my work. In the end, it made no difference as most of the time, I was too engrossed in duties to bother.

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