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    “You can change your path now,” Marissa responded.


    “It’s toote for changes,” Everett replied, shaking his head in resignation. “Destiny has me in its grip, just as my grandfather always did. With everything now lost, I see no purpose in continuing. It’s time for the end.”


    Lifting his head, he gave Marissa a profound look, his eyes burning with a fierce but unfulfilled passion. “My existence has been enveloped in darkness, and you, Marissa, were the sole beacon of light. My every action was an attempt to reach that light, yet you always kept me at bay.”


    Turning towards Connor, he said earnestly, “You’re fortunate.” Suddenly, with a burst of energy, Everett rose, leapt over the ship’s railing, and plunged into the sea.


    The waters, already stained with blood from the earlier violence, attracted starving sharks. No sooner had Everett hit the water than a shark attacked, his screams echoing tragically across the ocean.


    Marissa, Connor, and Tiffany dashed to the ship’s edge just in time to witness Everett being devoured by a shark, his cries silenced by the sea. Everett, once the fearsome head of the shady organization responsible for immense suffering and the ruin of countless families, met a gruesome end, leaving the three overwhelmed with conflicting feelings.


    “What’s our next move, Marissa?” Tiffany inquired.


    Surveying the crowd of monstrous figures behind them, Marissa exhaled deeply and said, “These beings were once healthy humans. We cannot simply abandon them, though no ce will ept them. For the time being, they will stay on the Sunrise. Dad and I aremitted to developing a vine to cure them.”


    Tiffany nodded in understanding.


    At that moment, the Sunrise came into view.


    On deck stood Paul alongside Elvis.


    Pointing to Paul, Marissa said to Tiffany, “See that tall, handsome man? That’s our father, Paul Alvarado, the owner of the Sunrise and the brilliant doctor known as Brian Nash from twenty-two years ago.”


    Excitedly seizing Tiffany’s hand, Marissa eximed, “Our family is finally together again. I’m so excited to bring you home.”


    As Tiffany looked in the direction Marissa indicated, tears welled up in her eyes. Having endured a childhood devoid of family and filled with abuse, she had never allowed herself to envision such a moment of happiness.


    The Sunrise drew nearer, ready to wee them aboard.


    Even though Everett’s ship boasted luxury, it was modest in sizepared to the colossal Sunrise.


    Soon, a passageway was arranged to bridge the two ships. Marissa, sping Tiffany’s hand, led the way onto the Sunrise, with Connor discreetly following, aware of Paul’s aversion to him.


    Elvis promptly coordinated a team to board Everett’s ship and take care of the necessary arrangements.


    Once aboard the Sunrise, Marissa, with tears of joy, introduced Tiffany to Paul. “Dad, atst, I’ve managed to find my sister.”


    Paul’s attention was already on Tiffany, his other daughter, who shared the same features as Marissa. However, their different personalities made each of them uniquely beautiful in their own way.


    Tiffany looked up at Paul. She had seen photos of her father before, but now, looking at him with a different face, she felt a bit uneasy.


    But the familial bond instantly wrapped her in deep warmth.


    Barely holding back tears, she whispered, “Dad.”


    Paul, visibly moved and teary-eyed, restrained his emotions as he embraced both of his daughters. “I regret my absence in your lives. From now on, no one will harm my daughters again.”


    Their group hug was prolonged, filled with heartfelt conversations. Connor remained a silent, distant observer.


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