NovelGoldThe ship continued to drift aimlessly across the sea, with no clear destination in sight.
Tyler urged her to return, but Athena refused, so he simply stayed with her in silence.
Athena was clearly not doing well. Whatever she was thinking about, it was causing her to be sick repeatedly.
Tyler entertained a naive thought—could she be pregnant?
But Athena seemed to read his mind, smirking, "I'm on the pill every day."
Pregnancy was out of the question.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTyler's hopeful expression faded, and she twisted the knife further.
"Even if | were pregnant, who's to say it's yours and not Marlon's?"
Her words reminded Tyler of his past mistakes. Karma, he thought. This was his reckoning.
He had set the ship to return to shore and had no desire to argue with her over something so trivial.
Athena sat on the deck, clothes damp, unmoving, like a statue.
Tyler didn't try to convince her otherwise. With two hours until they reached the coast and the vast, dark sea stretching endlessly
around them, it was easy for one's spirits to sink.
So he turned on the ship's lights and fetched a fresh set of clothes. Without asking, he stripped off her wet clothes and helped her
into dry ones.
Athena remained silent throughout.
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