The atmosphere aboard the luxurious cruise ship suddenly felt hollow to Adrian. As dusk settled into evening, he realized something that made his chest tighten—Leviana was nowhere to be found. She wasn’t in the cabin, not on the deck, not even in the dining hall where she usually sat gazing at the sea.

“Leviana?” he called, pushing the cabin door open, only to be met with emptiness. Her delicate dress was draped carelessly over the chair. No sign of where she might have gone.

Adrian’s face hardened. Panic clawed at his chest as he rushed out.

A staff member approached politely. “Mr. Adrian, are you looking for Mrs. Leviana?”

Adrian...