Over the past week, Eadie relished the quality time she got to spend with Adam. From that night on the rooftop, overlooking the Budapest skyline, to lazy mornings with legs tangled in soft linen sheets. It was all simply too perfect for words [read more...]
The sun had lazily risen over the brick buildings of Berlin hours ago, but Eadie still remained in bed. Her legs twisted in the rich linen sheets, as she cradled a book in her hands. A sinking feeling hadn’t left her stomach since the night Gabriel walked out. His presence had been replaced with the constant tug of self-doubt, and jitters of anxiety... [Read...
Crashes of thunder filled the studio apartment. It seeped through the cracks in the wall, as lightning illuminated her book in flashes. Eadie was curled in a velvet chair by the window, watching the rain cascade down, her hair dripping from their earlier adventures that day. The wine glasses still sat on the table, one half spilled, turning the table cloth a deep shade...