Chapter 49

~Charlotte

I quickly pulled my dress back on, my hands shaking as I buttoned it up. Dylan was dressing just as quickly, his hands fumbling with his belt as he tugged his pants up.

"We have to find out who that was," he said, his voice low and urgent.

I nodded, pulling my hair back into a loose ponytail as I rushed towards the edge of the gazebo. But when I peered out, there was no one there.

"They're gone," I whispered, turning back to Dylan. "What do we do?"

I collapsed onto the floor, my knees giving out as I buried my face in my hands. Tears streamed down my cheeks, my heart pounding in my chest as I realized the enormity of what had just happened.

"What if it was the press?" I sobbed, my voice trembling with fear. "They'll expose us, they'll ruin us. Oh, God, what have I done?"

Dylan knelt down beside me, his hand resting gently on my shoulder. "It'll be okay, Charlotte," he whispered, his voice soft and reassuring. "We'll figure this out.

I turned on Dylan, my face contorted with