KEIRA’S POVThe wind whipped around us, the ocean roaring like a furious symphony. I hadn’t moved since Drake pressed me against his chest, letting my tears fall freely. It was only then I realized how heavy the grief in both of us truly was.Drake finally pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against mine. “Keira… I don’t know how to fix any of this,” he admitted, voice hoarse. “I feel… powerless. Everything is wrong, but I can’t let them hurt you—not like this.”“I know,” I whispered, trembling. “It’s not your fault. It’s just… everything is collapsing. Mom, Dad, this mansion… I feel like I don’t belong anywhere anymore.”He tightened his grip, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “Then we’ll belong to each other,” he murmured. “Whatever happens, I’ve got you.”I closed my eyes, letting his words sink in. For a fleeting moment, the world didn’t feel so harsh. But then a shadow fell across the sand, and the sound of angry footsteps made me open my eyes.“DRAKE! KEIRA!”My ches
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