The lighthouse beam swept across the cliffs one final time before the mechanism groaned to a halt. Maya stood at the edge where it had all begun—where she'd first seen the Tidewater Inn rising from the fog like a ghost, where she'd first locked eyes with Elijah across the harbor, where she'd learned that running away and coming home could somehow be the same thing.Behind her, the inn glowed with warm light from every window. Inside, the town had gathered—not for a funeral this time, but for a wedding. Her wedding. The dress she'd chosen was simple, cream-colored linen that moved like water, so different from the suffocating white gown she'd almost worn ten years ago to a man who'd confused possession with love. That girl was gone. The woman who stood here now had salt in her veins and steel in her spine.But the past had one final card to play."You always did have a flair for the dramatic, Maya." The voice came from the shadows near the cliff's edge, and every nerve in her body igni
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