Exes should be left in the past. This is the main rule of every girl, which you followed after breaking up with Rafe three months ago. Everything went its own way, you gradually got used to life without him and behaved absolutely calmly, while he looked at you every damn day, but you didn't pay attention. At least I tried. Until late in the evening, he did not come to your house, begging your mother to pick you up. Unfortunately, she gave you permission and now you are on the outskirts of the beach, where Rafe took you on his motorcycle. There are no people, it's dark outside, the sound of the sea around. You sit on the sand, looking at the water. Rafe sits down next to a noisy sigh. There will definitely be a conversation. And a couple of minutes later, Rafe broke the silence -Kitty, try to listen to me. Just don't shout