Bab 42: The allure of Scandal 4

IMOGEN'S POV

The salty breeze whipped at my scarf as I trudged along Cannon Beach, my eyes fixed on the looming silhouette of Haystack Rock. Each step felt heavier than the last, weighed down by memories and broken dreams. I'd always imagined walking on a beach like this with Elijah, our fingers intertwined, planning our future. Now, here I was, alone and in disguise, seeking help from a man who wanted to destroy my husband for everything he was worth.

The irony wasn't lost on me.

As I approached the villa, a group of teenagers raced past, their carefree laughter a stark contrast to the storm raging inside me. I tugged my scarf tighter, a useless shield against the world. My knuckles hesitated for a moment before rapping on the door, my heart thundering in my chest.