Chapter 4

Seacliff Town was a small place. There were no busy streets or crowds, only peace and quiet.

I found a job at a bookstore in town. It was the kind of place people loved to visit so they could take pictures for their social media feeds.

The owner, Jack Foster, was a young guy in his early twenties. He had a habit of sitting by the sea with a book, sometimes losing himself there for the whole day.

Aside from our first day, we hardly exchanged a word.

Half a month flew by, and I felt a peace I had…