Once the door is closed, I sink onto the edge of my bed and let the reality of what just happened wash over me. Dominic has those videos and he could release them at any moment. He could destroy my image after destroying my career.
But I called his bluff.
I threatened him right back.
And for the first time in years, I didn’t let him win.
I’m no longer a pushover.
My hands are still shaking as I pull out my phone.
Holiday
Dominic was at my house and joined me and my parents for dinner. Afterward, we had words. I’m so pissed I can’t see straight.
His response comes within seconds.
Lucas
Are you okay?
Holiday
I’m fine. I pushed him off the porch.
Lucas
You what?
Holiday
Long story. Can you come over? We need to talk.
Lucas
On my way.
I stare at my phone, at Lucas’s name on the screen, and I feel tears prick at my eyes. He’s coming. He’ll be here soon. And I’m going to have to tell him about all of it.
The thought makes me nauseous, but I can’t keep hiding this. Not from him. Not anymore.
If we’re going to be together—really together—he deserves to know the truth about my past. Even the ugly parts. Even the parts that make me ashamed.
I just hope he doesn’t look at me any differently.
CHAPTER 30
LUCAS
The text comes through while I’m sitting on my couch, eating macaroni and cheese, trying not to think about how stupidly in love I am with Holiday.
My phone buzzes, and her name lights up the screen. It’s almost like she knew she was on my mind.
Holiday
Dominic was at my house and joined me and my parents for dinner. Afterward, we had words. I’m so pissed I can’t see straight.
Every muscle in my body goes rigid. That French bastard was at her house? With her parents? My hand tightens around the phone.