Ryan POV
The girl on the next balcony was basically screaming at the ocean.
I scratched the back of my neck, feeling secondhand embarrassment creep up my spine.
I wasn't here to listen to some stranger's emotional breakdown.
I was here to make sure the crew wasn't slacking and that the ship's facilities were actually up to code.
I turned away from the railing and headed back inside, almost running into Jack Louise, the floor manager.
He'd just wrapped up his chat with the head of guest services and fell into step beside me, all crisp professionalism.
"Mr. Parker, it's lunchtime. If you're hungry, I can take you to the dining room."
"Yeah. Let's do that."
Jack led the way down the corridor.
As we passed the room belonging to that girl, the one I'd bumped into twice now, I caugh
