Roger
The hairs on my neck stand up as Molly’s intense gaze meets mine across the deck. I"ve been waiting for her to arrive, and now that she"s here, I understand why I am so nervous. Her long gray dress holds her slender frame like a cocoon and a delicate veil covers her face—likely to conceal her identity. She’s stunning.
My heart races as I keep my eyes fixed on hers until she glides gracefully toward the table and sits down. The air crackles with electricity before we even speak.
Blake had broken the news to me over breakfast: Molly, a former farm girl from Iowa, was now married to Isaac the Enlightened—the infamous cult leader onboard who is well known for his brutality.
At dinner, she"d pressed a slip of paper into my hand, and now I"m drawn to this secluded deck she requested to
