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.

and headed downtown, hand in hand,

music playing

wine, shared an appetizer,

being exactly where I was meant to be, with exactly the

can top Hawaii," he teased.

then, out of the corner of

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

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

she wasn't

her clothes wrinkled, and her eyes held a

familiar, uncomfortable feeling creeping back. "Is... is she watching

his head, clearly as taken aback as I was. "I

pound. But the last time I had thought her presence

Hawaii, looking straight at us

up and leave, to put as much distance between us and

steps slow and unsure. I felt a twist

us, she looked even worse up close-her eyes were red, like she hadn't slept in days, and there was a desperation in her expression that made my stomach clench. "Richard... Sarah..." Her voice was shaky, barely above a whisper. She looked between us, and for a

asked, his tone cautious

breath, wiping her eyes. "I... I was robbed," she said, her voice cracking. "All my

back. After everything, I

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

me, and there was a rawness in

I don't know anyone here. I'm lost. I just need somewhere to stay... just for a night or two, until I can figure things

felt Richard shift beside me, clearly as taken aback as I was. I wanted to help-I really did-but every instinct was screaming at me

gotten back ourselves, and I think... maybe

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