“Miss, did you get your room number yet?”
A young crew member pulled me out of my shock.
I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart, then put on a smile and turned to him. “Ah, yes, it's on the ticket.”
No– that couldn’t have been Ethan. There was no way he was here.
Besides, it would be hard for anyone to recognize me with my disguise on, especially from so far away.
As the boat drifted further and further from the shore, I no longer was able to pick him out in the crowd.
The worry that had surged within me threatened to expose my fear, but I couldn’t allow it to. I had to get a grip of myself.
I turned my attention to the young man in front of me. He was holding a clipboard as he walked around the deck helping the passengers.
He gave me a friendly smile. “Follow me, and I will show you to your room. I just need your ticket.”
I handed my ticket to him, my eyes scanning my surroundings.