Chapter 393

Guilt prickled the back of my neck. Sneaking off somewhere that beautiful without them felt almost criminal. I fumbled for an excuse. ‘We just… wandered around.’ Ashton stayed quiet. Sensible man. We had dinner at the hotel, then wandered out. Not far away, loudspeakers blared harsh rock music, and coloured lights flickered through the palm trees, scattering patches of shifting shadow across the sand. Ashton led us over. A lively beach party was in full swing. He ordered some drinks, fruit juice, and a platter of snacks, then found a spot in the corner to sit down. The host, speaking English with a distinct local accent, kept the event running smoothly. They started with a dance lesson. Staff dressed in bright, exotic costumes and heavy makeup took the lead, teaching travellers from all over the world how to dance with dramatic, rhythmic movements. Mickey had only planned to watch, but Minnie grabbed him and insisted she couldn’t possibly go alone. He had no choice but to give in. The