Chapter 79. Lost and Found

The night was calm, and the terrace was quiet as Silas and I sat in a cozy corner. Moonlight gave a soft glow, creating a peaceful atmosphere for a conversation about our shared history.

Silas looked at me with a curious expression, silently recognizing the stories hanging in the air between us. As we sank into cushioned chairs, he started, "Isla, there's a lot I don't know."

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of years of pain on my shoulders. I shared the tough journey of my life with Pier—the abuse, the hardships, and the choices I made seeking hope and healing.

Silas listened with a mix of surprise and sadness on his face. "Isla, I had no clue. I wish I could've been there for you, stopped you from going back to him."

His genuine regret resonated with the sincerity of a friend who wished they could rewrite history. "Silas, you couldn't have known. I chose to be silent, hoping against hope that Pier could f