I rose early, while the sky outside was still a soft, bruised shade of gray-blue.
Amanda was still asleep, her breathing a slow, shallow rhythm beneath the sheets.
My stomach growled, a sharp and insistent pang.
I hadn’t eaten anything since that single bite of cake on the yacht. By three a.m., the hunger had become a gnawing beast, and sleep was impossible.
After a quiet meal in the nearly deserted hotel restaurant, I started to
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