chapter 27

Isabella

I feel nothing and everything at once.

The second I heard the words “world tour” I realized all my dreams would never be a reality.

How dare he try to offer me forever when he didn’t have forever to give?

It’s not that I expected him to give up his whole life and career for a life in Ocotillo. But we’re older now. Wiser. I thought maybe with his wild oats sowed there was a possibility we could make it work.

I excused myself to the bathroom to do a bit of googling and sure enough, the first thing that came up about Rex was an article about the world tour set to kick off in three weeks.

Three fucking weeks.

How didn’t I know about this? Why didn’t he tell me?

A relationship as new as this one (if you can call it a relationship) can’t withstand a massive nine-month world tour.

I wasted about ten more minutes in the shiny marble bathroom looking at other search results, including pictures of the accident and a picture of us at the mall. A grainy photo, sure, but it’s us alright.