Chapter 87 Alive Again
- Emily stood barefoot beside the car, the warm sand curling between her toes. The salty breeze tousled her hair as she looked out at the endless blue, her eyes wide with wonder. She inhaled deeply, the scent of the ocean wrapping around her like a memory.
- Then she turned to Charles.
- He stood there, hands in his pockets, watching her with that unreadable expression—half amusement, half something deeper.