He Married Me to Steal My Family’s Shipyard. My Brother Spent Fifteen Years in a Wheelchair Waiting to Prove It

“Rhys.

Your legs.”

“Later,” he said.

“Right now, breathe quietly.”

Chapter 4 — If He Knows You Survived

We waded through the dark under the pier until we reached a maintenance alcove wedged between two massive concrete pilings, invisible from the road above.

Only when we were sealed into that black pocket of air did Rhys let me speak.

“Callum is watching from the bank,” he said, and his voice was shaking, not with cold but with a fury banked down so low it frightened me.