Bianca and St Just reached back to Thomastown, to Roxanne’s home, by late evening.

They needed to pick up baby Cian and Sylvie and head home to Hollowford.

They left the Shangri-La with heavy hearts, for the one evening spent there had brought them closer. Bianca turned in her seat to stare at the large palatial buildings as they drove to the exit.

St Just gripped her hand tenderly and squeezed as he said in a low whisper,

“We’ll come back, Pet, don’t fret.”

She smiled and leaned toward him, snuggling up to his arm.

It was a long, leisurely drive down the coast, where St Just stopped for Bianca...