The Love Island

I'm doing it!

I'm diving from an airplane and now I'm halfway through successfully skydiving.

And yes—I'm still alive and am not dead from horror.

I was freefalling through the clouds, harnessed with Lucas as we zipped through every layer that brought us closer and closer to the surface. The rays from the sun above us mirrored over the surface of the water, making the deep blue of the sea glisten and sparkle. All I could hear was the air whooshing through my ears and the chill of rushing breeze slapping violently against my skin, my vision was blurry and I felt dizzy from the adrenaline pumping through my veins. Everything was going so fast like I was on a bullet train approaching a dead end with no power to control or stop it. It would have been enough to freak me out if the warmth of Lucas's body pressed against mine was not offering me more than enough comfort.

Lucas's thick voice boomed through my ears and I was able to make out the word, "...ready?" before he was cut off by the a