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 me to trust him.” With a

“Let’s get this

Sebastian’s boat.

shake the feeling of unease that

lives were about to change

comprehend.

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

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

every word.

soothing backdrop as we

heavy silence. Despite the vast expanse of the ocean surrounding us, the tension

palpable, like a thick fog obscuring the horizon.

in thought, when movement from the corner of my eye

the boat, had

a hushed

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

as significant as a phone hidden from me? It seemed

layer of suspicion to our already difficult situation.

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

to ask him about

a phone with you,” I

important to tell you,” he replied vaguely.

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

that there was more

tension between us grew.

me, separating us further with each passing moment. I couldn’t help but wonder

every wave that crashed against the boat, I

stomach, knowing that the

and revelations.

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

conversation deliberately.

appeared

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