Chapter 1718

Sophie's back was to him, the wind tossing her dark curls around her bare shoulders. She wore nothing but a wrap of palm leaves across her chest, her legs long and bare, skin painted silver beneath the moonlight. She didn't turn when he approached, but he knew she had heard him. She always did.

"I couldn't sleep," he said, stopping just beside her.

"Neither could I," she replied softly.

For a moment, they just stood there, listening to the sea's ancient lullaby.

Then she turned to him, and he saw the shadows in her eyes - not fear, not doubt, but weight. She was thinking. Feeling. Her hand lifted and rested gently against his chest, over his heart. "We've changed everything," she whispered. "I don't even remember who I was before the island."

Jude covered her hand with his. "You were brave. You were fierce. You still are."

She looked up at him. "But now I'm also… part of this. Part of something I can't control."