Chapter Two Hundred-Eleven

CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED -ELEVEN

*Where is Drake when she needed him?!*

She is certain that she took the exact path they had taken when they first arrived on the shores of Alamba beach.

The stubborn beach sands seeped through her strapped sandals slowing her pace.

Damn it!

Where did he go?

She squinted as her frantic hazel eyes scanned the beach in search of a sandy brown-haired handsome tall muscular man in a crisp white shirt and shorts with a phone pressed against his ears but to no avail.

She puffed out an exasperated breath.

Maybe Nana was right, she should perhaps give him a call.

She looked down at herself in dilated orbs.

"Fuck!" she muttered under her breath in anger.

She forgot her phone and her purse back in the restaurant.

Just great!

Now, Nana won't be able to reach her nor would she be able to reach Drake at this rate.

What the fuck was she thinking running out like that?!

She slapped her hand against her cheeks frantically.

Okay, calm down. We are still on the beach. She is