9 months LATERThe Bali sun poured down like gold, warming Rosie’s skin as she lay on a white lounge near the shoreline. The ocean sounds were beautiful and sounded sweet in her ears. Palm trees swayed lazily above, and soft music drifted from the beach bar behind her.She looked effortless in her bikini, confidence clinging to her like perfume. For nine months now, this had been her sweet life, sun, luxury, indulgence. No worries, and no memories she couldn’t outrun.A man crouched beside her, smiling, a small bowl of grapes in his hand. He plucked a grape and leaned in, feeding it to her slowly.Rosie parted her lips, accepted it and then bit his finger lightly, teasing.“Ouch,” he laughed. “Careful, Queen Rosie, don't hurt your tooth. I will cry if you do.”She smirked, removing her sunglasses just enough to look at him.He studied her for a moment, curiosity creeping into his voice. “You know… when you left for Ireland, you were poor and broke. That you even made a fake health r
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