Honey We Are Not Getting Remarried: Get Away From Me!

Once aboard the ship, Elisa rarely stayed alone; instead, she gravitated towards the deck amidst the company of others.

Actively avoiding isolation, she mingled with fellow attendees, intently monitoring Rochelle’s potential secretive strategy.

Furthermore, anyone daring to conspire against her should brace for countermeasures.

Beneath the moon’s glow, Elisa raised her wine glass and downed it swiftly, a subtle smile forming on her lips, hinting at veiled intentions.

With Elisa refusing to retreat to her room, Rochelle’s nerves went into overdrive. It was plain as day: if Elisa didn’t bunk down in her quarters, her scheming would crumble like a house of cards! What would happen to the painstakingly set-up ‘surprise’ she had tucked away?

Rochelle turned to Paul, “Do you think she’s catching on? What if she figures it out? What do we do then?”

Rochelle’s tension was almost tangible, as though Elisa’s presence had cast a foreboding shadow upon her, leaving an indelible mark of fear.

Paul picked up on Rochelle’s restlessness and pat her shoulder reassuringly, accompanied by a light chuckle.

pick up on anything! And

penchant for vengeance, discovering the truth

who was still merrily mingling. Seeing no

the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment,

if weighing Elisa’s impending predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of those pills, I’d also slip one

remorse lingered in her voice.

was within earshot and

plot – drug Elisa and make her dance to

urge to pounce in check, Bella pinged Elisa a message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she had to rein it in and not torpedo Elisa’s

this coming. She wasn’t

– the real showdown was on

the deck, soaking in the breeze, Elisa’s phone buzzed with a message from Bella, filling her in on Rochelle’s

lips. After all this time, their tactics were still painfully lowbrow. Apparently, some people

a brief pause, Elisa dialed Bella to