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Chapter Twenty-Nine

Flying coach sucked.

Flying coach with three layovers sucked even more.

I arrived on the island bleary-eyed and exhausted the next morning after scrambling to get a last minute ticket. I had paid through the nose, but as I took a deep breath of tropical air, I knew it was worth it. I had to see Bastian. I had to tell him how I felt or I would never be able to forgive myself.

I stopped in the tiny airport's bathroom and did my best to straighten my dress and fix the disaster that was my makeup. Sleeping with a stranger's head on my shoulder while my legs cramped under me was not a beauty regime I could get behind. I sighed at the mirror and put on a brave smile. I was here to see Bastian, not to look pretty. It shouldn't matter how I looked. He would still be excited to see me, not my makeup.

I hoped.

I took a deep breath and went to find a cab. The ride back to the mansion was longer than I remembered it.

What if he doesn't want to see me? What if he's found someone else? What if he h
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