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.

tight with restrained frustration. “But don’t

turned to me. “Let’s get this over with,” he muttered,

Sebastian’s boat.

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

revelations awaited us, I knew that our lives were about

comprehend.

shake the feeling

Grant’s silence only added to the tension between us, casting a shadow of doubt over his

every word.

gentle lull of the waves provided a soothing backdrop

the vast expanse of the ocean

a thick fog obscuring

over the water, lost in thought,

Grant, standing at the bow of the

a hushed

I watched him, a pang of unease

hidden from me?

doubt on his motives and adding another layer of suspicion to our

ends the call when he

curiosity, I approached him to ask

phone with you,”

didn’t think it was important to tell you,” he replied vaguely.

answer didn’t sit right with me. It felt like he was hiding something. Despite

I couldn’t shake the feeling that

we sailed towards the city, the tension between us grew. It was like there was a barrier between

passing moment.

And with every wave that crashed against the

the pit of my stomach, knowing that the journey

and revelations.

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

conversation deliberately.

appeared

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