Kieran’s POV
The tiki bar was hard to miss, right on the beach with a small crowd gathered around it. The band was playing something upbeat, and people were dancing in the sand. It didn’t seem like the type of place Charlotte would go, but the bond was pulling me that way, so I went.
To my surprise, she was there.
Charlotte was in the middle of the group, dancing with a fluidity I hadn’t seen before, even at our wedding. Her hair was wild like it had come loose from its braid, her eyes shut, her hips swaying to the beat of the music.
She was drunk. Very drunk. I could tell right away, just from watching her stumble a little.
My jaw tightened. We were supposed to be on a family vacation. She was supposed to be responsible. And here she was, drunk in the middle of the aft
