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The Lost Letter
‘Alli estan!’
A gigantic splash. And another.
Addy pushes away from Omar. The Spanish students have found them.
Omar slaps the water. ‘Habss. It’s a place for us to be private. Not to have people here.’
Addy swims to a rock by the riverbank and heaves herself out of the water. Her heart’s racing. She wipes the dripping water from her eyes. She’d almost made a huge mistake.
Omar swims over to her, but she’s already pulling on her jeans.
‘Fuckers,’ Omar says, gesturing rudely at the laughing students. ‘I’m so sorry, darling. I wanted to make a special day for you. I knew you would love it here.’
‘It’s okay.’ She unties the knot in her T-shirt and twists it to wring out the water.
He hoists himself up onto the rock. ‘Wait, darling.’
She shoves on her straw hat and reaches for her camera. ‘I should be getting back. I have a lot of work to do.’
She turns away, unable to meet his eyes. Is she a coward, or just being sensible? She knows what Philippa would say. You’re making a fool out of yourself, Adela. He just wants to shag you. And get you to pay for things. You’d be stupid to think anything else.
She’s damaged goods. How could she let him see her breast? No one has seen it outside the hospital. Not Philippa. Not Nigel. No, it’s better to stop this right now, before it was too late.
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