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 expect me to trust him.”

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

Sebastian’s boat.

feeling of unease that settled in the pit of my stomach.

knew that our lives were about to change in ways we couldn’t yet

comprehend.

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

Grant’s silence only added to the tension between us, casting a shadow

every word.

soothing backdrop as we sailed further away from

a heavy silence. Despite the vast expanse of the ocean

felt palpable, like a thick fog

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

bow of the boat, had pulled out

a hushed conversation.

him, a pang of

a phone hidden from me? It seemed like

another layer of suspicion to

suspicion grows bigger when he abruptly ends the call when he notices

to ask him about

had a phone

was important to

with me. It felt like he was hiding something. Despite his attempt to brush it

that there was more to the story.

us

and me, separating us further with each passing

was keeping from me. And with every wave that

pit of my stomach, knowing that the journey ahead would be

and revelations.

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

conversation deliberately.

appeared on the deck.

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