CHAPTER 321

ADAM’S POV

The news loops in my mind, the words "crashed" and "no survivors" replaying over and over like a broken record. But, I refuse to accept it. There has to be a chance, some slim possibility that Aria is still out there, waiting to be found.

The crash occurred somewhere in the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean, where islands dot the endless water. It’s almost impossible to know exactly where, but that doesn’t deter me. I have to try, no matter how difficult the search may be. I immediately begin making arrangements, calling my assistant to set everything in motion.

“Do it as soon as possible and make sure that our jet won’t fail us.”

“Sure, boss.”

My private jet will be ready as soon as possible, and we’ll head out to those islands, combing the area for any sign of the wreckage, of survivors. The logistics are daunting – the ocean is so vast, the islands scattered like tiny dots on an endless blue canvas. But I can’t let that stop me. Aria is out there, and I won’t rest until