Chapter 49

Lucas’s POV

I stood on the edge of the upper deck, the salt-heavy wind whipping the collar of my coat against my jaw, but my eyes never left Mae.

She was only a few feet away, seemingly trapped in the gravitational pull of my grandmother’s relentless storytelling.

From a distance, it looked like the perfect family tableau; the matriarch and the guest.

Then, I saw her gaze shift.

In that heartbeat,