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Venturing into town was just as happy as I could have expected it. The sights were beyond amazing, and even the stores were beautiful. Everywhere you turned, extremely happy people greeted us. They were welcoming. They didn't judge us in any kind of manner, and honestly, that was nice to have for once.

I had been doing a lot of thinking since the moment that we landed in New Zealand. I loved it here. I loved the condo that we were staying in. I loved the land, and even late at night, when I would lay in bed, I would look at the properties that were nearby for sale.

An idea had popped into my mind the moment that I had decided when I got off the plane in New Zealand that I was going to do everything in my power to have an amazing trip.

The idea was... what if there was a possibility of moving here? I wasn't quite sure what it would take to get a visa and permission to leave the country and everything else, but if it was something that could be a possibility, maybe getting out of the States and away from the life that I once had, and the memories that hurt me, would help me be able to move on.

The more and more time that I spent here, the more and more I considered it. This would definitely be a place where I wouldn't mind raising a family, and the crime rate was so extremely low in this country.

New Zealand was like its own world. They were selective about who they let live here. They were selective about what animals, fruits, anything like that, people tried to bring in. They wouldn't allow people to do anything that would tamper with the environment they currently had..

This meant that even though, yes, there were bad people here because there were bad people everywhere, the people that I feared the most, the ones that took, the two people I cared about the most away from me, wouldn't be welcome here. Maybe that idea was just simply me wanting to run away from the past and everything that it reminded me of, but on the other hand, I always wanted to start something new.

To start a life that I would be able to make my own.

So the moment that we sat down at the table at the small little cabana restaurant on the seaside, I struck up the courage to be able to speak to Neal and Allegra about my idea. I wasn't expecting them to move with me, even though I had a feeling that Neal wouldn't let me out of his sight.

However, part of me was hoping that I would have their blessing.

"Guys, I have something that I want to talk to you about."

Both Neal and Allegra looked up at me from their menus and patiently waited for me to continue. Taking a deep breath. I collected my thoughts and carefully spoke about what was on my mind. "Would you ever consider living in New Zealand to be beneficial?"

"What?" Allegra laughed, looking around the area before staring at my drink. "Did they put something special in that drink for you?"

"No, I was simply considering the fact of what life would be like to actually live here permanently," I replied as I rolled my eyes at her comment. Of course, she would be the one to be overdramatic about the idea of moving to New Zealand. "You really like it here, don't you?" Neal whispered, catching both Allegra and my attention from the conversation we had been having. "Honestly, I really do. It's beautiful here. It's peaceful.... and I feel safe."

Licking his bottom lip, Neal took a moment and sat quietly, his eyes casting back towards his menu as he nodded his head repeatedly. There wasn't much to really say on the matter other than that they agreed, or they didn't agree, and so, the longer that Neal sat in silence, the more nervous I became.

Which honestly didn't make sense because I was a grown adult.

I could do whatever I wanted.

"Rebecca, you're a grown woman, and you have a child on the way. If you love New Zealand, and you want to live here, then I will support whatever decision you make." Neal's approval meant the world to me. I knew that he wouldn't be able to move, but I was pleased to know that he had my back. "I really want this."

"I know you do. I can see in your eyes that you love it here. I noticed it the moment that you stepped foot off that plane. To be honest, I need to tell you and Allegra something that I know for sure. Allegra is not going to be happy about it." Hearing that there was another secret that Neal was keeping from me, I felt a little down because I had thought we'd made an understanding earlier that he wasn't going to do that. Deciding not to make a fuss anymore because I didn't want to argue with them, I put that matter aside.

Allegra, though, narrowed her gaze at him with a frown upon her face as she laid her menu on the table. "What are you talking about?"

"You and I going in and acting as we did to save Becca has put us on the radar of the American government. Theyare now aware of who we really are. Who our family is and the ties that our family had, and because of that, they will allow us to continue traveling in and out of the States and keep businesses there, of course, for the money. But as far as a primary residence, they would prefer that most of our stay be outside of the country."

The other two women's shock mirrored mine. Allegra's and Sarah's faces paled as the three of us looked to Neal in complete confusion. "What the f*ck are you talking about?" Allegra snapped. "Yeah, Neal, what are you talking about? How in the world did they replace any of that out?" I asked.

Our questions seemed to make him hesitant to reply. But as he picked up a glass of water, taking a sip, he nodded silently and proceeded to explain himself. "I meant exactly what I said. It looks like we have to move anyway."

"Neal, that can't be possible. My entire professional life has been in Miami. Yeah, I travel out of the country for shows and stuff like that, but everything I have is in Miami. How can they expect someone like me just to pick up and move?" Allegra was furious, and I could understand her reasoning. She had built herself up very well in Miami, and now her life there was over.

"This is all my fault. I should have never allowed you guys to get involved," I whispered, feeling extremely guilty that them saving me had caused them to lose their place within a country they had made a new life in.

"Becca. No, that's not what I meant. Please." Allegra quickly backtracked, not wanting me to feel guilty about this current situation we were in.

"No, you guys, you saved me. You saved my baby-" Looking down at my stomach, I rubbed circles over it in mid-conversation, thinking about everything that they had done for me. "You would never have had to give up anything or had come out of the closet about who you were if it wasn't for me."

Taking my hand quickly, he placed his lips against my fingers as he shook his head no. "I would do it all over again in a heartbeat, Becca. I wouldn't change a thing."

I wasn't sure if I believed him, but now, hearing that he would have had to leave anyway, I realized my idea of moving to New Zealand was for the best. Even if Allegra didn't come with us, at least moving to a country like this would keep us safe.

Or that was the hope anyway.

"It's done then. We are moving here." I sighed with a small twitch of a smile before turning my gaze to Allegra. "You don't have to come here if you don't want, and I'm sorry about... everything."

I couldn't believe that the idea had been finalized. To think that I merely came here on vacation, and within a week, I had decided that I was going to move to this place and raise my family here. Allegra sighed heavily as she laid her menu on the table. "Fine, but we'd better get someplace with a lot of privacy."

Clapping my hands together with excitement, I smiled excitedly. "I actually found a place that I'm in love with."

"You did?" Neal asked, turning his gaze towards me. "When?"

Shrugging my shoulders, I smirked at Neal, refusing to give him the information he was seeking. "You will see... eventually."

"I'm sorry to interrupt.." Sara said with a meek smile. "Does this mean we will be packing everything else from the mansion to move here then?"

Silence filled the table, and as Allegra and Neal looked to me for an answer, I knew I had to say something. I had to address the giant elephant in the room, and Sara's question was honestly valid.

I couldn't put off the inevitable, and I knew that.

"As soon as we return, we will work on packing the house. Some things we will be taking with us, but other things we will leave." Looking at Neal, I sighed. "Contact Ronaldo and see if he would still like to purchase the home." Nodding his head, Neal pulled out his phone and sent a text. "I will let him know, Becca."

"I'm so sorry, miss. I didn't mean to upset you," Sara whispered, casting her eyes towards her hands that rested upon the table. She was definitely odd, and I had never met a woman who acted the way she did.

"It's fine, Sara. This is something that must be done."

As soon as the words left my lips, the waiter approached the table, and the tension quickly dissipated. I was left wondering, though, as I gazed at Sara's quick change in demeanor, if there was something more about her that I was missing. Perhaps Neal wasn't wrong in wanting to check on her background.

For all I knew, she was good at putting on a show and maybe had been able to have one passed over James' eyes without him even knowing.

If that was the case, I wanted to know so that I could handle it quickly. I couldn't allow myself to be blindsided by something that could be potentially dangerous to my family.

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