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A trail.

Autor: Sarah miles
last update Data de publicação: 2026-01-30 23:48:52
Tom’s POV.

Lisa sat sideways on my lap, one arm looped loosely around my neck, the other scrolling through pictures on her phone. Sunlit beaches. Private villas.

“Look,” she said. “This one has private villas. No crowds. Just us.”

I glanced at the photo. Clear water. White walls.

“Looks nice,” I said.

She squealed and placed her phone on the table, satisfied. She placed a hand on my chest, her fingers tracing light circles.

“I’m tired of cities,” she went on. “I want somewhere where
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    Rowland’s POV. My heart leaped. A gleamer of hope rose up in me. “I will be heading there now.” I snapped before cutting the call. Lisa straightened. “We aren’t done here.” I said, without turning back as I headed for the door. I dashed into the driver's seat and turned on the ignition. Lisa ran down the stairs faster than I have ever seen her move. “Wait!” She heaved out, “I am coming with you.” Before I could protest, she yanked the door open and slid in. "Drive," she muttered. “I don’t have time for this, Lisa." “Then drive, Rowland." I exhaled and hit the accelerator. It took every bit of willpower in me not to speed off the road. ***** The location kept moving farther on the map. Lisa sat quietly beside me. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her eyes were fixed in her fingers splayed in her lab. She might actually have no idea where Tom went. She is quite a strange woman. Hard to read. She’s young. What made her latch so deeply onto Tom? Thirty minutes later, I

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