𝔖𝔞𝔩𝔱𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫

𝔒𝔫𝔢

I knew I didn't have the smarts for Oxford.

But that was okay. It only made seeing the family again even more special.

I still remember the first time I spent the summer with the Cattan's. Felix had invited me over when we were young and still went to the same school.

He had described it to me like a dream; lounging around during the days in the sun sipping on fancy drinks we couldn't pronounce while listening to his mother gossip, dancing around at night and sneaking around the mansion.

It didn't take long before I adjusted and started staying with the Cattan's for good when my parents died. I always said, if I never met Felix, I probably wouldn't be here. I had no relatives in America where I was from. Sir James took the place of my father. Lady Elspeth my mom. Venetia the older sister I always wanted. Cousins that came in and out like my own.

I grew up at Saltburn with the Cattan's. They were my family. And Felix, God. Felix was...

I'm not sure how I'd describe my relationship with Felix. First I thought he was like my brother, until we kissed underneath the Saltburn pool one night at midnight during a New Year's party. I think I was eleven. We haven't really ever talked about it, but there was always something there. I cried the first time I heard him talking about a girl at his away school, and he didn't talk to me for a week and a half when Venetia spilled the beans about me loosing my virginity to a guy at my school. But, even if we got mad at each other or didn't talk, one day we'd just go right back to normal like nothing had happened.

He took after his parents that way. I guess we both learned from them, since mine were never really there. Even before my time was consumed at Saltburn, we never really got along.

Maybe that's why I'm so close with the Cattan's.

Nowadays, it's a bit different then from when we were kids. Instead of following Felix around and trying to adjust, I attend Saint Martha's Private College, which is about a two hour drive from the estate. I see the family when I come home for breaks or just have to get away. I love Venetia, but as much as we sing karaoke and sneak around at night to get drunk together, it's quiet when Felix doesn't come. I miss him. And, ever since me and my boyfriend Jonathan broke up three weeks ago, I can't get him out of my head.

Like I said, it only makes when I do get to see him all the more special. Like now; Felix was all I could think about as I drove down the road, my
music loud as ever and the wind blowing my brown hair in my face. I gripped my steering wheel and smiled at the thought of seeing him again.

I heard he's bringing a new guest to Saltburn this time. Should be interesting.