Previously

You met Carter a long time ago, back when you had just moved to Upper Eastside and were just exploring your new life here

He was handsome, brazen, and desirable. You hated him, but you wanted a piece of him, and you got it, but... it wasn't what you wanted. You wanted love, that warm feeling in your chest, but he left in the morning, and you woke up to an empty bed.

It happened often… too often. He would give you flowers, talk about his love, seduce you, and then disappear again. You cried, started to hate him and swore to yourself that you would never fall for his words again

Present time

It's raining outside, drops pattering softly on the glass as you sit in his room, taking a shower. You fell for his words again, your hope flaring when he first brought you not to a hotel, but to his home, where his parents live. He brought you to his room... to his bed...