Chapter 97

♡Arielle’s Point Of View♡

“W-what I really wanted to say was that Sasha, Marie, and Hope could help me. You could take the vial away, and I could tell them it was a new soap that changed the colour of the water.” I blurted out, and embarrassment wiped the sleep right out of my eyes. Heat rushed to my face at what I had said.

‘I don’t really mind?! What possessed me to say that?’ I scolded myself. I did mean what I said, but that didn’t mean I had to say it.

“Oh, um… I’ll go call them,” Raphael said, picking up the vial and turning towards the door.

“Wait,” I said, halting him in his steps, and he turned to me.

“About the beach house.” I muttered, and his brows raised. Hope glinted in his green eyes.

“What about the beach house?” he asked. Enthusiasm was heavy in his voice. He must really want to go.

“I don’t think it’s a bad idea.” I confessed and licked my chapped bottom lip.

His plan was, honestly, quite good. I needed a break before I worried myself to death. Three or four days at