Fighting For My Princess

I have made my mind up. I am done with this city. I am done with Tasnim.

So, I throw my whiskey to the back of my throat and bid Mason a farewell. But as I step outside the bar, the incredible urge to see her one last time takes a hold of me. Regardless of what is going, I still love her. So it is with eager fingers that I take my phone from my pocket and swipe up to find Giselle's number…but there is no answer.