We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

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.

Relax okay. We’ve been careful. It’s unlikely she’d pick up on anything! And even if she does, she has no

the

merrily mingling. Seeing no red flags,

the drug is already in her body. Sooner or later, the effects will kick in. If she heads back to her room, it’s a gotcha moment, her image in the gutter. If she keeps partying, her true

if weighing Elisa’s impending predicament and then smirked. “Man, if only I had more of

remorse lingered in her voice.

she know, Bella was within earshot

and make her dance to their tune. Hmph! Quite the

Bella pinged Elisa a message. As mad as she was, Bella realized she had

them, Elisa saw this coming. She wasn’t going to let these two

up – the real showdown was on

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

grin tugged at Elisa’s lips. After all this time, their

pause, Elisa dialed Bella to share a