Rosalie's POV

“Miss, did you get your room number yet?”

A young crew member pulled me out of my shock.

I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart, then put on a smile and turned to him. “Ah, yes, it’s on the ticket.”

No—that couldn’t have been Ethan. There was no way he was here.

Besides, it would be hard for anyone to recognize me with my disguise on, especially from so far away.

As the boat drifted farther and farther from the shore, I could no longer pick him out in the ...