Dave’s P.O.V.
I looked at the night sky with a blank gaze while recalling what Violet, my baby sister, told me. To be honest, I was still angry with her. After our mother’s death, I took care of her as if she weren’t my sister but my daughter. I was her best friend too. She always shared everything with me even her first crush and her first heartbreak when she was in the middle school.
It was just her pure luck that she wasn’t eaten by any marine animal and was rescued later. I would have lost her at the same day but I didn’t know whose luck was that which saved her. I was grateful to Mr. Hawkins for not only saving her but also taking care of her all these years. I knew about him. He was a prominent figure in our industry and had a very strong background.
He was always secretive about
