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But he kept his thoughts to himself. *** They found the girl called Emily Hannigan weeping as she sat on a bench facing the promenade. Overhead, the gulls flew in lazy circles, unaware of the human misery playing out below. ‘We’d better go see if she's okay,’ Beatrice said to them. No one disagreed. Emily didn’t look up at their approach; she continued to hold her hands to her face as her shoulders bobbed in time with small, barely perceivable sobs. ‘Hello there,’ Beatrice said softly. ‘Are you okay?’

I pulled the handle of the glass door and was hit by cold air and the smell of water and sand… so much for living in a house with a private beach. This had been Emily's dream house, something she had always wanted, a place where she gets so happy when she gets to. But, all in a flash, it went down the drain, and I lost Emily, just because she wasn't patient enough, or probably, wasn't satisfied. …. Were you ever faithful with her? Were you patient or satisfied with her?… my subconscious crowded my thoughts.

Dominic heard Emlie's voice right behind him. "I will be at the poolside "He saw a door that led to the swimming pool then he deviated to the portico. "You are not supposed to be living like this Emile, I mean in just a few weeks, you will be getting married again."Mr. Henry couldn't help but feel pity for his daughter. First was how Emile's mom, his wife, had left them. She had an affair with another man during one of her business trips and didn't come back again, she only sent a letter alongside divorce papers but he couldn't sign them hoping she would come back to being his wife again. Everything happened when Emile was only fifteen years old. It was hard on Mr. Henry, raising Emile all o

Emma. The bus came to a halt at the same park we hurried away from almost a decade ago. Henry was still asleep. I was happy he fell asleep. He always got fuzzy in the car and was quick to get carsick and I didn't want to deal with a crying child in a crowded bus. I lifted his seat and our bags and got out of the bus. The air was still hot at this time of the evening. I searched with my eyes for the woman Em said would house us until I found that sure job in Tech. I was still skeptical about that. LA would be the sure spot for a job in silicon valley but Em was sure of herself.

"Come to the beach this weekend. There's something I want to show you." Emma opened her eyes. The hallway was empty and fluorescent and completely ordinary. She looked down at her coat pocket without thinking, the way she always did now. "I'll be there, Saturday," she said without blinking. On Saturday, she drove down alone, the same road she'd taken last June with Lily and a summer playlist and no idea what was waiting. The February coastline was a different creature entirely, stripped back, honest, the kind of beautiful that doesn't try. Grey water. Pale sky. The highway is empty in both directions.

I think out loud. Emilia clears her throat nervously and changes the subject. “I’m starving…let’s hurry back.” Sunny also notices her change of subject but says nothing on it as I give her a look of ‘did you notice that?’. It was sunset by the time we reached home, the view of the beach from the Manor was breathtaking. Soft wind blew on my face as I read a book in silence at the balcony connected to my room. My phone rings. “Hey…” Hailey greets.

she said with a hint of mischief. "Then..." Alex prompted. "The beach," Emily responded, her tone light and inviting As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the beach, Emily and Alex strolled along the stone walkway before stepping into the sandy beach, the rhythmic sound of waves gently crashing against the sand accompanying their every step. Emily walked in her sandal heel just then Alex knelt down on one kneel and placed Emily's hand on his shoulder and carefully unbuckled her sandal. A light blush was seen on Emily's face and she barefootedly placed her toes sinking into the warm, fine sand. Alex carried her sandals, a thoughtful gesture that spoke volumes about hi

Samantha's POV I had no idea where Henry was taking me, and he didn't give me any hints. But judging by the route he took, it had something to do with the beach. Paradise Port is a coastal city, and I love the beach and sunbathing, so when he told me to bring a bikini, I was more than excited. Henry kept the conversation light and played upbeat music. During our almost half-hour journey, he asked about my week and what I thought about my new job. He showed interest in my life, and that enchanted me.

"That's okay." My smile dropped slightly. "How was the beach?" "Pretty good." "You're lucky. The air conditioner at the office had a problem today and it was so hot. It was hard to concentrate since I got a mild headache later." Henry hummed and didn't show any interest in what I was saying. Was the book that interesting or was he trying to ignore me? After a moment of hesitation, I asked, "What happened at the beach?" "We just swam and ate sandwiches that Mom made. Louis and Ryan admired some girls."

Henry leaned back in the driver's seat as his hands tapped the steering wheel. "The airport." Quinn simply said. ========================= Washington DC. The Stones family residence. Quinn walked into the living room with Henry. Quinn chuckled when she saw Emelda with Nicole, as they laughed together.. Emelda turned and spotted her, "Mum!!" She raced over to her mother, and her mother scooped her in her arms. "Dad..." Emelda smiled at Henry. "Aren't I getting a hug?" Henry chuckled. Emelda jumped down from her mother's arms and hugged her father's legs tightly,