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Safe In His Darkness 97
EMILY GRAYSON'S The narrow streets were glowing beneath strings of golden lights, music drifting through the warm night air as locals and tourists filled the town square. A small summer carnival had taken over part of the waterfront. Food stalls lined the streets, and musicians played traditional music near the harbor. Children ran between colorful lights while couples wandered hand in hand through the crowd. The entire place buzzed with energy, and I loved it. "Alex, look." I pointed toward a game booth where someone was attempting—and failing—to win an oversized stuffed octopus. Alex glanced over, then back at me. "I am." I rolled my eyes. "You're impossible." "So I've heard." His hand settled against my lower back as we continued walking through the carnival together. The scent of grilled food drifted through the air. Laughter echoed around us. Somewhere nearby, a live band began playing. For once, nobody recognized Alex. Nobody cared who he was. Nobody interrupted us. We we
Safe In His Darkness 96
EMILY GRAYSON'S The rest of the afternoon passed far too quickly. The sun hung low over the water, painting everything in shades of gold and amber. The beach had grown quieter now, leaving behind only the gentle sound of waves and the occasional cry of distant seagulls. I stood near the shoreline, letting the cool water wash over my feet. The ocean stretched endlessly before me. Beautiful.m Peaceful. Infinite. For a moment, I simply stood there. Thinking. Not about the past. Not about Declan. Not about everything we'd survived. Just about now. About how strange it felt to finally be happy without constantly waiting for something to ruin it.A familiar pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind. Alex. Of course. I smiled immediately. "You know," I said, leaning back against him, "you really need to stop sneaking up on me." His lips brushed my temple. "No." "Why?" "I like it." I laughed softly. "That's not a real answer." "It's the only answer I have." T
Safe In His Darkness 95
EMILY GRAYSON'S The next morning, I woke to the sound of laughter. Not loud laughter. Not the kind Lexi usually produced when she was about to cause problems. Just soft voices drifting up from downstairs. I stretched beneath the sheets and blinked toward the bright Santorini sunlight pouring through the windows. For a moment, I simply lay there, listening to the waves, feeling the warmth of the sun, enjoying the peace. Then I noticed something: the space beside me was empty. Again.I narrowed my eyes. "Suspicious."Alex had disappeared. Again. At this point, I was beginning to think the man naturally woke up three hours before the rest of humanity. After getting dressed, I headed downstairs. The moment I entered the kitchen, Teresa smiled."Good morning dear.""Morning." Paola was already eating breakfast. Sergio sat across from her, trying very hard not to look at her. Again. Poor man. At this point, everyone would know Sergio liked Paola because I knew he wanted to keep it a sec
Safe In His Darkness 94
EMILY GRAYSON'S The afternoon drifted by far too quickly. One moment we were wandering through the narrow streets of Santorini. The sun had begun its slow descent toward the horizon. The island seemed to transform as evening approached. The white buildings glowed golden beneath the fading sunlight. The sea shimmered like molten glass. Every restaurant and café was filled with people gathering to watch the famous sunset. Apparently, half the island had the exact same idea, including me. I stopped near a viewpoint overlooking the caldera. The view stretched endlessly before us: the cliffs, the sea, the whitewashed buildings cascading down the hillside. It looked unreal, like someone had painted it. My fingers tightened around my phone as I took another picture, and another, and another. Alex watched me with quiet amusement. "You have approximately seven hundred photos already." I gasped. "That's an exaggeration." "You took forty-three pictures of the same church." "It was a beautif
Safe In His Darkness 93
EMILY GRAYSON'SThe next morning, I woke slowly. Warm, golden sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting soft patterns across the white sheets and marble floors. For several seconds, I simply lay there, listening to the distant crash of waves against the cliffs below, the soft rustle of curtains dancing in the sea breeze, and the quiet stillness of the villa. It was peaceful. Not the fragile kind that vanished the moment you opened your eyes. Not the kind that came with conditions. Real peace. A smile touched my lips. Then I felt an arm tighten around my waist. I looked down.Alex. Still asleep. Or pretending to be. Honestly, with him, it was impossible to tell. His face looked relaxed against the pillow, dark hair slightly messy from sleep. One arm was wrapped securely around me, possessively, protectively. As though even unconscious, some part of him refused to let me wander too far away. The sight alone warmed my chest. Carefully, I reached up and brushed my f
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EMILY GRAYSON'S The kiss lasted longer than either of us intended. Or maybe exactly as long as Alex intended. With him, it was hard to tell. By the time we finally pulled apart, I was smiling so much my cheeks hurt. Alex looked entirely too pleased with himself, which only made me roll my eyes."Don't.""Don't what?" he asked innocently."Whatever smug thing you're doing."His smirk widened. "I have no idea what you're talking about."Liar.Before I could argue, a familiar voice drifted from outside the bedroom."Dinner is ready!"Teresa.I immediately brightened. Alex sighed dramatically. I laughed."You sound jealous.""I am."That startled a laugh out of me. "You are jealous of Teresa.""She keeps stealing your attention.""She's feeding me.""So do I.""Alex," I warned."I do love feeding you."I covered my face. "Oh my God.""What?" he asked."You make normal sentences sound possessive.""That's because they are."I laughed so hard I nearly stumbled. Alex caught my waist before
Safe In His Darkness 71
EMILY GRAYSON'S By the time the gates of the mansion came into view, my chest felt painfully tight. The SUVs rolled quickly up the driveway, and the second the car stopped, the front doors opened. Alex stepped outside immediately, as if he’d been waiting, as if some part of him had already felt so
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EMILY GRAYSON'S For one horrible second, I forgot how to breathe. He stood several feet away with his hands tucked calmly into the pockets of his dark coat, watching me through the mirror as if this were an ordinary conversation. Like he hadn’t tortured me. Like he hadn’t destroyed my life. Slowl
Safe In His Darkness 69
EMILY GRAYSON'S The next morning felt normal. Sunlight streamed through the towering windows of the mansion, spilling across the marble floors in long ribbons of gold and stretching warmth into the endless hallways. The house was quieter today. Most of the decorations from the party had already be
Safe In His Darkness 68
ALEXANDER ANTONIO'S “This place feels different now,” Emily said. I understood exactly what she meant, because it felt different to me too. Like grief had settled itself quietly into the walls, like the house remembered what happened here. I pushed myself away from the doorway and walked tow
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