11: Trapped In The Storm With My Enemy

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Emily's POV This was already the worst honeymoon ever, but somehow, life just kept finding new ways to make it worse. I sat on the stupid boat, arms crossed, staring out at the ocean while Cole lounged beside me like he didn’t have a single care in the world. The tour guide was going on and on about some historical nonsense, but I wasn’t listening. I didn’t care. The only reason I was here was because Cole’s father had booked the damn thing, and backing out would’ve given him more reasons to be an insufferable control freak. Cole shifted, stretching out his legs like he owned the place. “You look thrilled,” he muttered, not even glancing at me. “Wow. It only took you thirty minutes to notice?” I shot back, arms still crossed. He smirked. “What? You don’t like the ocean?” “I don’t lik

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