The question, a shard of accusation, ignited the fire in her chest.

“Why are you here, Rocco? Why did you defy me and barge into Newfort alone? Don’t you know I was half mad with worry when I couldn’t reach you?”

Rocco lowered his eyes.

“I… I overestimated myself.

” His voice trembled a bit.

“I thought I could find something and help you.

I did, but then… then I was taken, dragged onto this ship.

I don’t know who…” His voice trailed off, swallowed by a shuddering breath.

“I thought I’d never see you again.

Then someone paid my ransom, booked this room, told me to wait for news.

Hannah, her anger melting away like frost in the sun, held him close.

“Don’t worry,” she murmured, her voice a balm.

“When this ship touches land, you’ll be off it, and we’ll go home.

counterpoint to

remember what you

him a glacial

“Don’t worry,” she clipped.

me

tightened around hers, his pale face etched with

you promise them?” he rasped, his voice

a

gaze flew to Winston, a snarl twisting

dare use me,” he spat, the tremor in his voice betraying his steely

“Don’t hurt Hannah.

spare you

his superior height, a

weren’t for us, you’d be

cried, rising between the

barely been introduced, and already you’re at each

air crackled with tension, thick enough to slice with

reeked of neglect, a stark contrast

were clearly quarters reserved for the subordinates and

a sigh, Hannah stepped

murmured, “I’ll take you to the third

duplex, you can have the

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