CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN: I CAN'T FORGIVE MYSELF

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the tranquil waters of the Maldives, Axel and Diana found themselves alone in their overwater villa, the soft sounds of the ocean lulling them into a state of relaxation. Despite the weight of their unspoken truths hanging heavy in the air, they couldn't deny the undeniable chemistry that crackled between them. Sitting on the deck overlooking the water, Axel and Diana shared a bottle of champagne, their conversation light and easy as they reminisced about their favorite moments of their honeymoon so far. The tension that had lingered between them earlier seemed to dissipate, replaced by a sense of companionship and understanding. As the evening wore on, Axel felt himself drawn to Diana in a way he hadn't felt in weeks. Her laughter was infectious, her smile radiant, and he couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. Despite his reservations, he found himself longing for her touch, craving the intimacy they had once shar