The world was entire of beautiful things, yet it felt like I was trapped in Simon's orbit.
I became an actress because of him and every role I've taken has been to get closer to his sets.
I pressed my pen hard against the paper, writing down everything I wanted to experience in the future.
Focused on my writing, I didn't notice Hannah leaning over.
She snatched my notebook and began reading aloud with a teasing grin.
"Go deep-sea diving?"
"Claire, have you never done this before? If you go, you could ask Simon to join you. He taught me personally the last time I went."
Of course, I already knew—she'd posted about it on her social media.
His long, elegant fingers had held her steady as she dove.
Those same hands once gripped mine just as tightly.
Simon's expression darkened as he overheard her words.
Then my phone buzzed. I opened it to see his message, which was still pinned at the top of my chat list.
After unpinning the chat, I read his message.
"Why do you keep bringing up things from so long ago? Is it necessary, Claire?"
"I can recommend an instructor if you want to try diving, but if you expect me to join you. Sorry, I'm busy."