Eternity (39 page)

I spend my last hour going over and over every last detail of my holiday, how Carlos and I met, how he pursued me and eventually won me over, how he made me trust him and ultimately how he made me fall in love with him and all for what? Drugs? Money?

Was it really worth it? Now he's locked up in jail and I'm returning home a broken mess, with emotional scars that run deeper that the physical ones I've gained.

What was it that he said? 'Just go home and forget about him' it's easier said than done, but it's probably the best piece of advise he's ever given me. I will never forget how cold he was as they dragged him away, his normally sparkling green eyes dull an empty of any feeling and his words came so easy and ended it all so finally. This was all just a game to him, a game that even though I was unaware I was playing, I still managed to win, but it's nothing more than a hollow, unsatisfying victory over the man I loved.

When I finally board the flight I don't look back, this time I'm not secretly hoping for the situation to change, this time I want out; away from all the drama, away from devils in Adonis disguises. I want to go home.

As I step onto the plane I'm flooded with relief, it's all over, I'm free in every sense of the word, all I have left of this holiday is memories, memories that will stay with me for eternity.