Chapter 16

I kept the yacht.
People thought I would sell it.
I almost did.
Then I renamed it.
Not after myself.
Not after Dad.
After the buoy that saved me.
North Star.
I had the entire security system rebuilt.
Transparent.
Legal.
No hidden traps needed anymore.
The first time I stepped onto the deck again, my knees shook.
Marcus stood beside me.
“You don’t have to do this.”
“Yes,” I said. “I do.”
I walked to the railing.
Touched it.
Breathed.
Then stepped back.
May you like
No one pushed me.
That mattered.