When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

Sarah

pov.

The rest of our days in Hawaii felt like a breath of fresh air. Isabelle was nowhere in sight, and I finally let myself relax.

It was just the two of us again, enjoying everything this beautiful island had to offer.

We snorkeled, ate more fresh pineapple than I thought possible, and watched the sun dip into the ocean every evening.

My unease from our previous encounters faded slowly, replaced by the warm, comforting feeling that I could finally let my guard down.

This was what I had wanted all along-peace, just Richard and me, without any odd distractions.

As the trip came to an end, I felt a strange relief. Don't get me wrong-I loved Hawaii, every beach and sunset, every little moment we shared here.

But leaving meant leaving Isabelle behind, and I was more than okay with that. I didn't even want to think about her as we packed up, heading back to our daily lives and routines. We had gotten what we came for-a much-needed recharge-and I was eager to take that feeling home with us.

Back at home, things settled into a comforting rhythm. I dove back into work, back into the familiarity of our day-to-day life.

It was nice to fall into routines again, to spend nights cooking together, planning weekends, and dreaming up new places we wanted to visit.

That odd chapter in Hawaii felt like it was slowly slipping into the background, the memory of Isabelle fading like a story I'd once read but barely remembered.

Life was normal again. Peaceful. And I felt safe in that.

One evening, after a busy week, Richard suggested we go out for a nice dinner. It felt like a sweet, thoughtful way to keep the vacation vibe going.

headed downtown, hand in hand, laughing as

bistro with dim lights and soft music playing in the background. I loved the coziness

ordered a glass of wine, shared an appetizer, and talked about

warmth-a feeling of being exactly where I was meant to be, with exactly the person I was

top Hawaii," he teased. "But I'm always up for the

lost in our own little world. But then, out of the corner of his eye,

going still as if he'd seen a ghost. "Sarah... look," he whispered,

and my heart dropped. Isabelle was standing across the street, looking

could see she wasn't

was messy, her clothes wrinkled, and her eyes held

uncomfortable feeling creeping back. "Is...

clearly as taken aback as I was. "I don't know.

time I had thought her

Hawaii, looking straight at us with the

me wanted to get up and leave, to put as

toward us, her steps slow and unsure. I

stomach clench. "Richard... Sarah..." Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper. She looked

Isabelle?" Richard asked, his tone cautious

she said, her voice cracking. "All my

held me back. After everything, I wasn't sure I could believe her, even if she did look

hear that," I started, choosing my words carefully. "But we're not

there was a rawness in

but I don't know anyone here. I'm lost. I just need somewhere to

me, clearly as taken aback as I was. I wanted to help-I really did-but every instinct

just gotten back ourselves, and I think... maybe we could help you find a shelter or

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