Ax averran herself, Vesperacould sense the bitterness simmering beneath Nancy’s Dicafe. She observed the unfolding serne, hirr eyes flicking between the three of them like a seasound gossip.
And then–Dominic’s gare shifted town her
Vesperation. There was no time to look away. He had caught her in the act, her nasy expression exposed.
Dominic’s eyes narrowed slightly, as it he had already seen through her thoughts,
“Mr. Nicholson, may I take a walk ahead?” Vespera asked, turning her head slightly to glance at Gerard, a flicker of unease in ber
“Sure, go ahead. I’ll keep an eye on things,” Gerard replied without hesitation
“Alright, just call me if anything comes up”
With that, she slipped away, the steady shythm of her high heels fading as she walked off
At the front of the yacht, she found a quiet corner with two chairs and settled into one.
The wwes gently crashed against the yacht, and in the distance, the city sparkled with tiny golden lights, scattered like stars across the dark expanse of the night.
For the first time in a long while, she felt a sense of calm–not just in her body, but within berself
Alter enjoying the seabreeze, she reached into the inner pocket of her bag and took out her phone.
since her last conversation with Rebecca, she had turned it off. Once she arrived at Seloria, shebucked herself in work, even going so far as to buy a new phone with a different
number
Turning on the old device, she was bombarded with over a hundred missed calls wn though the phone had been off.
There were calls from unknown numbers, her parents, Rebecca, other friends, former colleagues, and even business contacts she barely knew
She opened Whatsapp.
Rebecca had sent several messages. The firstone read “Don’t answer Don’t get vahend. Don’t believe a word. It’s all Luke!!!
An hour later, she sent another: “Vera, where are you?!
Her parents had also message: “Where did you go? Come home!”
Even Yasmine had reached out: ““Where are you?”
Message after message, Vespera read through them all, each word stretching time unbearably as she pushed toward the end. It felt like the whole world was searching for her, demanding to know where shehad gone.
Luke, you lunatic.
She exhald, exhaustion sinking into her bones.
Exiting WhatsApp, she opened her texts–only to be met with a relentless flood of unread messages and voice memos.
What began as a simple question about her whereabouts soon gave way to
to frustration and rage, with Luke’s emotions spiraling out of control.
The most recent voice message had arrived just five minutes ago.
His voice was hoarse and trembling thick with stifled sobs.
“Baby, I was wrong, I swear, I know I was wrong I’mmabastard, I deserve to die–hurt you, and I’m so sorry. Please, just give me another chance.
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