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BLAIR'S POV CONTINUES

It felt illegal to be letting Brian go. He was my husband after all, and although I thought highly of Sebastine in the few hours of spending time with him, I wanted my marriage to really work.

I gradually loosened my grip from Sebastine and went along with Brian and Steven, with my head bowed the whole time.

It was an awfully quiet drive to the point of pickup and the private plane was already waiting.

We got on board and I couldn't utter a word to neither Steven nor Brian.

“Brian, I cannot begin to say how excited I am for Winchester, it's been a long time since I was last there,” Stacy said, walking out of the cabin towards Brian's seat.

‘Great! She's still here,’ I rolled my eyes, and fixed my gaze out the window and unto the beautiful country of Maldives.

I had read so many beautiful things about the Maldives and although from my father's mansion I wasn't hopeful to visit, I wished my first visit didn't have to be on this terms.

For the seven hours le