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.

restrained frustration. “But don’t expect

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

Sebastian’s boat.

the feeling of unease that settled in the

our lives were about

comprehend.

on the waves, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease gnawing

between us, casting a shadow of doubt

every word.

soothing backdrop as we sailed further away

Despite the vast expanse of

palpable, like a thick fog obscuring the horizon.

over the water, lost in thought, when movement from

standing at the bow of the boat,

a hushed conversation.

furrow formed between my brows as I watched him, a pang of unease

have kept something as significant as a phone hidden from me? It seemed like a deliberate omission,

and adding another layer of suspicion to

grows bigger when he abruptly ends the call when he notices me watching him. To

curiosity, I approached him to ask

phone with you,” I said, curious.

was important to

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

the feeling that there was more to the

city, the tension between us grew. It was

with each passing moment. I couldn’t help but wonder what other

wave that

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

and revelations.

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

conversation deliberately.

Sebastian appeared on the deck.

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