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Chapter 140

Author: Rhoda Wrights
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-04 11:40:31

Brielle's POV

Hawaii's supposed to be a relaxing vacation, for my parents, but for me, it's turning into a never-ending cycle of worry.

Mom's phone keeps going straight to voicemail. No calls, no texts, no 'Aloha, darling!' selfies. It's like a full moon, a red sky at dawn, a black cat crossing your path—you just know something's up.

I'm phone-stalking, waiting for her call to light up the screen… but it's just not happening.

I force down the lump in my throat and head to the kitchen for a glass of water. My nerves are fried, and I'm getting the shakes. I glance at the clock, hoping to distract myself from the tremors in my hands. 3am. Still awake. Still anxious.

'Mom, Dad, just give me a sign of life. I'm starting to picture you being brainwashed by a group of coconut-wielding, hula-dancing fanatics_' My muttered curse is accompanied by a deep, frustrated breath.

Andrei's voice cuts through my reverie, and I turn to see him standing in the doorway, a mixture of amusement an
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