On their fourth day in the Maldives, Tyrone’s phone rang. It was his grandfather, asking him to come home.
“What’s wrong?” Alicia asked as she came in from the balcony, noticing the cloud on Tyrone’s face.
“My grandfather wants me to come back for a bit,” Tyrone replied quietly.
Alicia had a hunch this wasn’t as simple as a family visit. Tyrone wouldn’t look like this if it were.
“I’m flying to Harboridge City tomorrow. You and Yvonne should go back to Seaview City together,” Tyrone said, ruffling Alicia’s hair, gently steering her away from whatever trouble awaited him.
Alicia hesitated, looking up at him. “I could go with you.”
He fell silent for a long moment, then shook his head. “No. It’s fine.”
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to let Alicia see the scars of his past—he just couldn’t bear to. He wanted to be her rock, someone unbreakable, flawless in her eyes. Whatever ugly secrets the Lynch family harbored, he didn’t want Alicia to be dragged into them.
Alicia could tell—there were parts of Tyrone’s life he never wanted her to know. She wondered if she was overstepping by even offering.
Maybe she had gotten too comfortable. Tyrone had been so good to her lately that she’d almost forgotten theirs was a marriage of convenience, nothing more.
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Alicia returned to Seaview City with Yvonne. At the airport, a man was waiting for them.
“Hello, I’m Sean Quinn,” he introduced himself, extending a hand.
Alicia shook it quickly. “Hi… I’m Alicia.”
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