Sophia's POVThe sound of the waves was the only sound that existed.A constant, soothing rhythm, erasing the echo of the car engine, the sweet, suffocating smell, from moments ago.Michael didn't ask. He just held on. His arms were the harbor after the storm, and I sank into them, letting his familiar scent – soap, clean cotton, and something that was just him – wash away the rest."He let me go," I whispered against his chest, my words muffled by the fabric of his shirt.I felt his chin rest on the top of my head. "I know. I saw.""How?""When you didn't show up… I knew. Only one person would do something like that. I ran outside, asked the guards. One saw a car heading towards the old beach road. I followed my instinct."He pulled me back just enough to look into my eyes. His hands framed my face, gentle, reverent. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you?""No. Just… scared."He examined my face, my eyes, searching for any lie, any damage. Then, his lips found my forehead in a kiss that was
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