บท 19: Chapter 19: What has sunk shall rise again (part 2)

Huh, now that I think about it, there's even a possibility that he could have been still alive when he was thrown like live bait to the sea.

I shuddered at the thought.

Well, fuck.

What a terrible way to go.

"Well, well, well," Wallace drawled, slinging an arm over my shoulder like a freaking jack-in-the-box, "Look what the tide brought in. So the little saint finally comes to the good ole seaside!"

"Shouldn't you be working?" I muttered, dryly.

"And shouldn't you be getting hitched or something?" he retorted, before looking around, almost a bit incredulous, "Wait. Did you seriously brought future Mrs. Saint out here too?!"

Internally, I groaned.

Seriously, fuck that nickname.

"No, just me," I grumbled, shrugging off his arm.

Like hell I'm bringing in Pearl to see this.

"Then why the hell are you in here? Dude, no offense, but seriously, stay out of the line. You're not supposed to be inside the yellow line, you know. Those are like, meant to keep you out."