DAY 8. AT SEA. EVENING.
Genevieve didn’t see Thomas the next day, and recalling the abrupt end of their conversation, she wondered if he was avoiding her, regretting telling her about his obsession with Maria. The virus that still afflicted Peter had spread to many on the ship, so that evening Genevieve went to a quiet cocktail bar alone. She brooded over her drink, feeling deserted and unsociable.
‘Hello, Genevieve,’ she heard through the music of a jazz quartet playing on a stage to the left of the room. It was Martin, Thomas’s ‘life coach’. Although she had met him twice already, his appearance struck her again. He was startlingly handsome, tall, and muscular, with broad shoulders, thick brown-black wavy hair, dark eyes, a light stubble, and features that seemed in perfect harmony wit
