Fractured ego


(JARED'S POV)

I stood there, my heart pounding, my mind filled with chaotic thoughts. No, this didn't feel right.

My heart sank at Sofia's words, but my instinct told me that her face the way she was acting, like she had some big revelation-felt off. I'd dealt with her enough to know when she was up to something, and right now, I could feel she was hiding something. But she spoke so confidently about Dwayne entering the room, as if it was crystal clear in her mind. Could there be any truth to what she said?

Was it possible that Sofia's statement was not completely groundless?

The thought made me pause, a flicker of doubt creeping in.

If Sofia is really deliberately making trouble, why did she link Dwayne and Arielle together? Could something really happen between them?

The image of Arielle and Dwayne together flashed in my mind, and I had to shake it away. No, I couldn't let panic cloud my judgment. This was Sofia's usual play-spinning webs of confusion to manipulate others for her own gain.

Right now, the only thing that mattered was protecting Arielle. I couldn't let my emotions get tangled up in this mess. Whatever Sofia was plotting, I had to deal with it on my terms. I had to see this through myself, without dragging others into it. I couldn't trust Sofia.

I turned to her sharply, my gaze cold. Whatever she thought she was doing, it was over now.

"Get out," I said, my voice firm, determined. I couldn't let her spread her lies any further.

But she wouldn't back down. "I want the crew to go in and search now-" she started, but before she could finish, the door swung open, and there she was.

Arielle.

She stood, eyes drowsy and hair disheveled like one who had just been woken up from a long nap.

"What's going on? Can't one sleep in peace again?" She asked, looking around at the crowd of people outside her door.

and I couldn't

someone who took my

I'm sure no one's been in here. You're trespassing

Then her eyes narrowed as they locked onto Sofia, and I felt the tension crackle

in her expression sent a cold

voice firm,

you a friend. You can't be so stingy that you won't let me search for my own things.

sharply, fighting to keep my temper in check. But Arielle placed a calming hand on mine before I spoke again, her smiling softly. Her voice was smooth as she said, "Fine, go ahead. Bring your helper." Sofia sneered, "I'll do

but impeccably neat. Nothing was out of place, nothing hidden. Sofia's face slowly drained of color as she scoured every inch of the room and the lavatory, her movements growing more frantic, more desperate. She walked back to

asked, her smile icy, sharper than

only a few lingering, including Ashley,

scanning for any sign of him. The

it, and I couldn't help but step closer to her, my own concern rising. "Are you okay?" I asked, keeping

frigid look, her eyes hard. "For the last time, I never want to see Sofia

"He might've jumped into the sea through the window! You can never trust a thief,"

but I forced myself to stay composed. She was clearly unraveling, and it was

low but

fake hurt, but I wasn't interested in her drama anymore. I

was the first real chance I'd had to talk to her since boarding the boat. I opened my mouth to speak, but stopped when I felt her trembling against me. My frown deepened as I instinctively reached for her hand, only to realize how cold she was. Her arm was covered in water droplets,

Dwayne really here just

nodded, her

hesitated, then asked, "So... he really jumped

sound. "He climbed out the window. He's probably enjoying the breeze on the

whether to believe her. So... was Sofia right?

Dwayne landed smoothly on the deck, right in front of Sofia, who was still ranting, her mouth agape.

once again. "So I was right! You were

you didn't catch me for your twisted little drama," he

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