His phone buzzed again.
Another call attempt.
Another failure.
He opened their message thread.
Dozens of missed calls.
No replies.
For the first time—
Alexander Grant felt something dangerously close to panic.
Meanwhile, miles away, Olivia stepped out of a car in a quiet coastal town.
The air smelled like salt and rain.
Waves crashed softly in the distance.
No cameras.
No whispers.
No expectations.
Just silence.
She exhaled slowly, one hand resting on her belly.
“We’re safe now,” she whispered.
But safety wasn’t the only thing she had come here for.
Olivia wasn’t running.
She was rebuilding.
And this time—
She would build a life where Alexander Grant had no place
THE End
