She looked around my room with a broad smile on her face before she walked to the veranda and admired the view of my room as her hair flew through the winds.
"Your room is beautiful too. Did you like it?" Mom asked.
"Yes, mom! Absolutely!" I was curling my nails under my stilettos. I hoped Vance wouldn't make noise inside the suffocating closet.
"See? Thank God you came with us! I didn't want you to miss this beautiful place."
"Yes, mom. Thank you for inviting me and forcing me to come."
Mom giggled. "Of course! As much as we do, it would be best if you also took a break sometimes. By the way, Franklin and I will walk around the island. Do you want to come with us? Perhaps we're also going to look for a good restaurant where we could spend our dinner."
"Oh, thanks, mom, but I think I'm gonna--- fix my things before anything else, so... you go enjoy your walk with your fiancé."
I didn't know if my smile turned bitter, but something pinched my chest. It really happened so fast, like las
