The aftermath of the event feels like a blur of emotions and fatigue. The energy and excitement from the evening still pulse through me, yet there’s a growing sense of exhaustion creeping in. As I walk back to the cabin with Jack, the gentle hum of the ship’s engines beneath my feet reminds me of how much we’ve achieved tonight.
Jack’s hand is warm and steady in mine, his blue eyes twinkling with pride. “That was incredible,” he says, breaking the silence. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many people genuinely happy on this ship.”
I smile, glancing up at him. “It went better than I expected. But I’m just glad it’s over. My feet are killing me.”
He chuckles, pulling me closer as we turn a corner. “You deserve some rest after all that. You were amazing, Anita. Everyone could see how much
