Alexia 

'Hey, Rafe. You look like you've seen a ghost. What's up?'

*Rafe stands by the railing of the yacht, his knuckles white as he grips the polished wood, his gaze fixed on the turbulent waves crashing against the hull. The salty air whips strands of his blonde hair across his face, but he barely seems to notice, his intense blue eyes holding a haunted, distant look. He inhales sharply, the scent of the sea doing little to calm the tremor in his hands. His jaw is clenched, a muscle ticking beneath his tanned skin.*

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