ANAYAI gave Anton a smile and said, “Thank you.” Nash placed his hands in his pockets and led me to the yacht. The yacht, whose name was Angela- which wasn't surprising because my mother inlaw loved herself the most in this world - was massive, white, sleek, and glittering under the golden sunlight. Soft music played from hidden speakers, laughter rolled across the deck, and waiters moved gracefully through the crowd carrying glasses of champagne and trays of snacks. As we drew closer, I forced a smile even as the sharp smell of saltwater made my stomach twist.The ocean stretched endlessly, mocking me with its calm surface. I didn’t belong here. The sea terrified me, and the crowd of strangers felt no better.“Do you like it?” Nash asked proudly as he took my hand to help me up the ramp.“It’s beautiful,” I replied softly, though my voice lacked enthusiasm.The moment we stepped on deck, people I barely recognized came rushing to greet us. “Smile, sweetheart,” Nash murmured near
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