I almost didn’t pick up, but what if it was about Cindy?
As soon as I answered, Julia’s voice came through, clear and a little teasing. “Ms. Greenwood, where did you vanish off to? Don’t tell me you ran away with some mysterious guy. Remy’s been tearing Georgia Bay apart looking for you.”
The storm outside was still raging, and my nerves were shot.
He’d been gone for a whole day and night. Not a single call, not a single message.
Now, with wind and rain battering the city, he was out there playing the desperate hero—searching for me like it meant something. Who did he think he was fooling? How much longer did he plan to keep up this perfect-guy act?
“Where I am is none of your business. What Remy does is none of my business. And honestly, Julia, we’re not close, so please don’t call me unless it’s important. If that’s all, I’m hanging up.”
Julia’s voice called out as I ended the call. “Avery, Remy’s not someone you can trust. If you’re leaving, don’t look back.”
I hung up without another word.
Her warning kept echoing in my mind.
Yesterday afternoon, when she came to see me at the hospital, she’d done plenty of bragging, but I never felt any real malice from her. Nothing she said had actually hurt me.
And now, she was telling me not to look back.
What was she really after?
Before bed, I did what I always do—scrolled through my phone. Years of late nights had burned that habit into me.
Every app was quiet except Remy’s messages. His chat bubble flashed with a red notification—99+.
I didn’t open a single one. I put my phone on silent, hugged my comforter, and fell asleep almost instantly.
My dreams took me back over the last six years with Remy.
Remy, panicked, clinging to Cindy, completely lost.
Remy, down on one knee with a ring, asking me to marry him.
Remy, crying at our wedding, swearing to love and cherish me forever, promising he’d never betray me.


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