*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*
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I grunted in pain as I could feel myself about to wake up because my head is aching like fuck. Ugh, how much did I drink, last night? Damn, a fucking hungover is the reason why I don't want to get a taste of liquor. But, last night was like... Hmm, beer and vodka? Well, at least I still woke up this morning.
Where is my phone and what time is it? Is it even still morning?
Then, I turned to the nightstand, where I saw my phone. Hmm, no text messages from anyone? Oh, Luke, why haven't you texted or even called me since yesterday? He must have been so busy about their overtime, last night.
And, as I look at the time on my phone, my eyes widened in shock as I have read the reminder that I have set yesterday, saying, "Breakfast meeting before heading to the conference together, 7:30 am".
"Oh, fuck!" I cursed as I have seen that the freaking time is seven-fifteen, and I haven't even lifted my butt
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---My ears are ready to hear some rants about why I was so damn slow in getting myself ready, and that we are very late. I don't understand if why didn't he went ahead.But, as I waited for him to open his mouth to spit fire at me, I didn't expect to hear all of the words that he uttered."Is your head okay? You can just stay here, and I'll order you some food for breakfast to be delivered here. And, you may take a rest until you'll feel fine." He asked as he stood up from the couch, and he told me, which I blinked my eyes many times to make sure that I am hearing all of it correctly. Am I dreaming, right now?
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---"I'm so sorry, Mia. But... We can't be together anymore. I... I'm breaking up with you. And, I hope you will find someone that could love you truly and be the one that you need that can make you happy. I hope you understand." The voice of the man on the other line made my tears freely stream down from my eyes as I hear his words. No, why is he doing this to me? Am I really a bad girlfriend? Or, maybe I was just not a good one? Or, I could have not given him enough time? But, he was the one who is always busy. Maybe he just doesn't love me. No... Why am I always the one being left out?And, I tried to control myself from
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---I walked briskly but cautiously on the cold hard floor of the hallway with my bare feet, and I got my shoes in my left hold while I grip tightly the card-sized knife in my right hand. In this way, I could fight for myself if ever I will encounter one of those terrorists.Damn, I still am dumbfounded with what I have heard from them. And, some people in authority should know about it all and stop it at all costs.As I have arrived in front of the door of the control room of the ship, I was greeted by a man in uniform that seems like a guard.
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---"We should find a boat and go overboard, sir. ASAP." Mia told me, frantically, and grabbed the rope that has been hanging on the wall. We might use it under circumstances.And, I take a glance at the timer on my watch and saw that we only have eight minutes now. Damn, this might be the end of us.Feeling all the scared sensation a person can feel, I opened the door of the janitor's closet where we have been hiding. And, I hold the girl's hand in mine as we head to the stairs to the seventh deck where the lifeboats are stationed. We just need one.
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---"Kindly get away from that thing, Mr. Einar, and hold this camera and this seabob," I ordered my clueless boss who has been tired of trying to pull the painter of the liferaft container, and still, I see no progress from his efforts because the painter's excess is still so long inside the container. And, he took the camera and the water toy as I hand them to him, so he could point the light at me. That's the only help that he can do.Well, I actually wonder if why can't he use his brain properly in this situation. It will only take you to place the bottom of your feet on the container to keep pulling it till it goes har
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---I grunted in frustration as I have been trying to turn on my freaking phone, but it won't. Damn it, why didn't I bought a water-resistant one?Then, my gaze turned to the girl on the other side of this raft who has been doing something on her phone since the time I slipped myself inside her baggy pajamas. Well, it's so nice of her to make me wear these. Maybe she really has concern for me, and that's making her more adorable even if she's sober. I'm truly amazed at how she has lots of things inside her backpack. We even have a very bright LED light right here, and I bet that it is solar-powered. And, well, it would be a good thing to convey some ships around or aircraft that we are here and
*Mia Taylen Gideon's POV*---I bit my lower lip to keep myself from grinning so wide as I turn my back on him, and I laid down on my right side. I just don't want to see his face right now or else I would die out laughing. It's just priceless. Oh, yes, I could be so bad for ignoring him and his hungry stomach, but I just want to know if how bold he could be. Let's see if would he really ask me for just a drop of water or anything edible. It's his fault that I can't be nice to him right now. If he just agreed for us to go to the island, and he has helped me row this raft, I could have given him some protein bar. But, I'll just wait if he will approach me to ask for some. And, if not... Hmm. I don't know.Also, maybe his chopper would come because he could have given instructions to his pilot t
*Craig Wyatt Einar's POV*---The splash of the water was heard around as I have fallen from the raft when the girl that I admired and about to kiss pushed me so hard overboard. Damn, I thought it was okay for me to kiss her if I have no more beard? Don't she like to kiss me so bad before? Don't she likes me the way I do towards her? I mean, she seems to be so into me with the way she becomes worried about my sake, and how she has a concern for me. Right?"Why the fuck did you push me?" I exclaimed in surprise as I have swum back to the surface and been trying to stay afloat. And, the brownie on the raft looks like she is about to explode."Why t