Chapter 92

BLAIRE

Grant seemed compelled to provide the proof he had previously kept hidden once Sebastian entered

the picture. It seemed like Grant sensed that Sebastian’s words held more truth in this moment.

As I thought it over, my doubts began to take shape. Whenever I’m with Grant, I feel distant, like we’re strangers. But with Sebastian, it’s different, I felt a strong connection, like electricity running through

me, when he looked at me. It’s like he could see right into my soul.

We decided to go back to the city where Grant claims we used to live before the accident. But he hasn’t

explained how we ended up on that small island after the incident.

Sebastian offered his boat for us to take to the city.

“No, we’re good. I already asked a friend of mine to pick us up,” Grant replied.

“Why wait when you’re generously offering a ride? Unless you are trying to buy some time?” Sebastian

taunted.

Grant’s jaw clenched visibly, a silent testament to the escalating tension between him and Sebastian. Sensing the impending clash, I swiftly intervened to diffuse the mounting hostility.

“I think we should accept Sebastian’s offer. There’s no reason for us to delay any longer,” I suggested,

hoping to steer the conversation in a more constructive direction.

Grant remained silent, his disapproval palpable in the air. It was evident that my alignment with

Sebastian’s proposal did not sit well with him, adding another layer of complexity to the already fraught

situation.

Grant’s gaze softened slightly as he looked at me, but the tension in his demeanor remained palpable.

he relented, his voice tight with restrained frustration. “But don’t

Grant turned to me. “Let’s get this

Sebastian’s boat.

the boat, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of

were about to change

comprehend.

the boat rocked gently on the waves, I couldn’t shake the

only added to the tension between us, casting a shadow of

every word.

soothing backdrop as we sailed further away

expanse of the ocean surrounding us,

a thick fog obscuring the horizon.

wandered aimlessly over the water, lost in thought, when movement from the corner of my eye

of the boat, had

in a

I watched him, a pang of unease tugging at

as significant as a phone hidden from me? It seemed like a deliberate

doubt on his motives and adding another layer of

bigger when he abruptly ends the call when he

approached him to ask him about

phone with you,” I said, curious.

was important to tell you,”

he was hiding something. Despite his attempt

couldn’t shake the feeling that

towards the city, the tension between us grew. It was like

each passing moment. I couldn’t help but

every wave that crashed against the boat, I

my stomach, knowing that the journey ahead would be filled with

and revelations.

Grant stepped away, it made me more suspicious. It seemed like he

conversation deliberately.

appeared on

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