Julian POV
The night air had turned cold, and something inside me twisted with unease. I couldn’t find Lana.
I scanned the resort grounds, my eyes darting from group to group. The staff said she left after the dinner game, but no one had seen her return. Her room was empty.
I didn’t panic immediately. Lana was independent—fiercely so. She often needed space, especially in crowded places. But this was different. She wasn’t answering her phone, and it had been nearly an hour since anyone last saw her.
Then I saw it—a flicker of movement by the lake. A ripple. A dress floating.
My heart dropped.
I ran.
The moon hung low, casting pale silver onto the water. And there she was. Floating.
“Lana!” I didn’t think. I dove in.
The water was freezing, stealing my breath, but I reached her wi
