Chapter 557

Weston boarded the ship, but his heart remained unsettled long after that kiss.

At 16, he was no longer a boy—he understood what it meant to be drawn to someone. If Maya had grown up under normal circumstances, she'd probably be in middle school now, learning about these things too.

But growing up on the island had kept her pure, untouched by such thoughts.

Maybe that was for the best. He liked he