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BACK TO PRESENCE! Lucian stood beside his car and stared at the ocean. The waves rolled endlessly beneath the darkening sky, advancing and retreating in the same rhythm they had followed ten years ago. So much had changed since then. Ten years. Ten years since a frightened little girl had stood on a beach covered in blood. Ten years since Angela died. Ten years since he lost his best friend. Ten years since a promise had been made. And somehow, despite everything that had happened afterward, despite the betrayals, the lies, the years spent searching, the marriage, and the countless battles he had fought to keep Elara safe... That day still haunted him. The memories felt as vivid as if they had happened yesterday. The terrified look on Elara's face. The blood on her trembling hands. Adrian's screams... Angela's lifeless body... The promise... The guilt... The secrets. The ocean remembered everything. And unfortunately... So did he. His phone had been ringing nonstop for
Tears streamed endlessly down her face, mixing with seawater and sand, while her entire body trembled as if she had been thrown into the middle of a nightmare she couldn't escape. "No..." Her voice came out broken. "I didn't do it." The words weren't defensive. They weren't angry. They weren't the words of someone trying to avoid responsibility. They sounded confused, terrified, and lost. As though she genuinely couldn't understand how she had ended up standing there. Meanwhile, Adrian had already dropped to his knees beside Angela. "ANGELA!" The scream ripped through the beach. People were running toward them now. Lifeguards. Tourists. Resort staff. Families. The peaceful shoreline had transformed into complete chaos within seconds. "Somebody help!" Adrian's hands shook violently as he tried to stop the bleeding. "CALL AN AMBULANCE! PLEASE!" Lucian's gaze shifted between Angela's body and the teenager. And yet... The more he looked at the teenager, the more something in
The insulated flask swung lightly in Lucian's hand as he made his way back across the beach. The smile from earlier had faded, but not completely. Every now and then, he found himself remembering the teenager's horrified face after realizing she had performed mouth-to-mouth on a perfectly healthy man. The memory was enough to make the corner of his mouth twitch. She really was ridiculous. "Well, well, well." Lucian's expression immediately flattened. Of course. Fucking Adrian. The boy had somehow appeared beside him without warning. "What are you carrying?" Adrian asked, glancing at the flask. "Enough food to feed an army?" Lucian kept walking, completely ignoring him. Adrian frowned. No response or even a glance. The same treatment has been given to him for days. Normally, Lucian would have answered. Maybe with sarcasm or annoyance. But the wounds left behind by Angela's betrayal were still fresh. Though he was still in the dark about his sister's ultimate betrayal. For
Lucian continued walking toward the section of the beach where his family had settled for the day, his footsteps steady against the warm sand. The farther he walked, the more ridiculous the entire situation seemed.A little girl had mistaken him for a corpse.Performed CPR on him.Accidentally kissed him.Declared him her prince charming.Then nearly starved herself without complaining.The more he thought about it, the more absurd it became.And yet...A small smile remained on his face.For the first time in what felt like forever, his thoughts weren't consumed by betrayal, heartbreak, or disappointment. Instead, they were occupied by a dramatic little girl whose stomach growled louder than a thunderstorm.By the time Lucian reached his family's setup near the resort, the smile was still there.And that alone was enough to shock everyone.Seraphina was the first to notice.She had been sitting beneath a large umbrella, quietly reading a book while keeping an eye on the younger chil
Lucian's laughter gradually died down, though an occasional chuckle still escaped him whenever he remembered the look on the girl's face moments ago. The poor child looked as though she wanted the ocean to swallow her whole. Even now, she kept stealing embarrassed glances at him before immediately looking away whenever their eyes met. For some reason, Lucian found it amusing... Very amusing. Far more amusing than he probably should. Eventually, after the silence stretched between them for several moments, Lucian tilted his head slightly and looked at her. "So..." he began. "Do lifesavers usually kiss the people they're trying to rescue?" The girl's face immediately turned red again. "Please don't remind me." Lucian laughed. "No promises." "You're mean." She pouted. "I'm the victim here," Lucian said with a chuckle. The girl groaned and buried her face in her hands. Lucian found himself smiling again. Strange... Only an hour ago, he had wanted nothing to do with people. N
Meanwhile, Lucian kept walking. He walked far beyond the crowded sections of the resort, far beyond the laughter of tourists and the noise of families enjoying their vacations. With every step, the sounds behind him grew fainter until they became nothing more than distant echoes carried away by the wind. The farther he moved from everyone else, the easier it became to breathe. There were no sympathetic looks following him around, no awkward conversations filled with forced concern, and no people constantly wondering how he was doing. Most importantly, there was no Angela. Just silence. Beautiful, uninterrupted silence. Eventually, the shoreline began to change. The colorful umbrellas disappeared, the clusters of tourists vanished, and even the footprints in the sand became scarce. Ahead stretched a secluded section of coast that looked almost untouched by human presence. It was exactly what he needed. Lucian released a long breath and allowed his gaze to drift across th
The whole room froze. It wasn’t the dramatic kind of pause people liked to imagine in stories. No! It was real, visceral, and immediate. Forks stopped halfway to mouths. Knives hovered above plates. Glasses were suspended mid-air as if gravity itself had forgotten how to work. Even the soft c
No one stopped him. Heck! No one dared to. He didn’t wait for permission. He didn’t wait for approval. He simply turned and walked away, guiding Elara toward the staircase, his hand never leaving hers. As they ascended the stairs, Elara’s legs felt weak beneath her, adrenaline still coursing t
Downstairs, Lucian’s family finally sat together, though none of them truly felt settled. The living room, usually a place of comfort, laughter, and routine, felt off now. For a long moment, no one spoke. They all sat there, on couches, armchairs, perched on the edges of seats, staring at nothing
Elara and Lucian broke their kiss when the sudden, violent sound of shattering glass split the stunned silence of the chapel. The sound wasn't just loud - it was furious, deliberate, and filled with rage. They both turned instinctively, their lips still tingling, breath shaky, to see Marjorie st







