Chapter 573

Giselle stepped barefoot onto the soft, fine sand. The cool sea breeze brushed against her skin as the rhythmic sound of waves crashing ashore filled her ears. She found herself staring blankly at the endless stretch of blue before her. She didn't want to talk to Donovan, yet she had to admit that her mood was gradually improving. The dizziness had faded, the weight in her chest had lifted, and for the first time in a long while, she felt a calm she had never known back in Cambria. Here, far from the noise of the world, she felt as if her soul was finally being healed. She crouched on the beach and picked up a tiny hermit crab, watching absentmindedly as its claws traced faint lines in the sand. Her mind went blank, and she didn't even notice when the waves crept up and soaked the hem of her dress. After wandering along the shore for more than an hour, she heard Donovan calling her name from a distance, telling her to come back for dinner. Her stomach was already growling. Knowing