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.

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 muttered, leading the way

Sebastian’s boat.

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

that our lives were about to change

comprehend.

boat rocked gently on the waves, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease gnawing at

silence only added to the tension between us,

every word.

of the waves provided a soothing backdrop as we sailed further away from

vast expanse

like a thick fog obscuring the horizon.

water, lost in thought, when movement from the

the bow of the boat, had pulled out a cellphone

in a hushed

I watched him, a pang of unease tugging

phone hidden from me? It seemed like a

another layer of

grows bigger when he abruptly ends the call when

him to ask him about it.

had a phone

just didn’t think it was important to

right with me. It felt like he was hiding something. Despite

the feeling that

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

passing moment. I couldn’t help but wonder

me. And with every wave that crashed against the boat, I

stomach, knowing that

and revelations.

as Grant stepped away, it made me more suspicious. It seemed like he was dodging our

conversation deliberately.

appeared on the

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