What happened?
What happened then?
Why did that happen?
Why did I do it?
Do I know why I did it?
These thoughts tore through Juliet's mind as she sat in the private jet that would take her on a dream vacation with her new boyfriend, Declan Rand.
She should be happy. And she had been. Before the incident, as she had taken to calling it. Now she didn't know what she wanted.
Every other girl would most likely choose the rich, classy Declan but the man that filled her mind was a little closer to home.
He was so immature and goofy and so... off limits but she fell. And she had fell damn hard. She loved him and never had time to admit it. So many obstacles. Was it worth it? Was he worth it?
Juliet shook her head clear of the thoughts. She was going on vacation. Be happy. Be excited. If she couldn't have Shawn here with her the least she could do was follow his advice.
She would take pictures. Not pictures with a camera. Pictures with her mind. And not pictures of sights either. Pictures of memories. The memories she would make on this vacation with Declan...
She growled in frustration. She would not enjoy this trip if she kept thinking about a certain Shawn Spencer all the time. She sighed.
"I can't do this."
"Can't do what?" Declan asked from beside her.
Shit. She said that out loud. She sighed. Maybe... maybe this isn't right. It felt right but she had kissed Shawn. Told him how she felt in a physical way. That doesn't just disappear.
Juliet O'Hara is a very opinionated and decisive person. She would do things her way most of the time and hated having a decision weighing on her.
And right now she had made her decision.
And she had chosen Shawn Spencer.