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CHAPTER 33: Day Eleven
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The Secret Island CHAPTER 34: Day Twelve
It’s raining today. The sky poured down like Trevi Fountain. The weather forecast reported that it would rain all day. And that was the reason we sat together on the sofa and watched a movie. A simple activity. But a simple activity with someone significant was rather enjoyable. Celine soaked up every minute with appreciation. But she still had concern in the back of her mind. She was not someone who could completely have her feelings under control. Although Martin cheered her up, she could not go back to being her lively, energetic self again. Three days left… Time is a strange concept and a stranger to experience. Hours flowed through as if they were mere minutes. The time Celine wanted to pause here. We hadn’t talked much, but Martin loved to ask her about her childhood dreams, her university life, her favorite books, and small things about her that she never spent time talking about with any of her ex-boyfriends. Or perhaps no one cared.
The Secret Island CHAPTER 35: In the Rain
It was easily the most senseless request. Celine seemed confused. She probably thought he had hit his head somewhere and lost all sensibility. “Going out when it is raining this hard? Are you sure it’s safe? What if the storm got worse and we got hit with broken branches from a strong wind? You know, in London in the last Storm Eunice, the wind ripped out some roofs and tore down some tree branches. Storms are dangerous.” She was concerned for a good reason. She must think he had lost his mind, which was not far from the truth. He didn’t intend for us to walk that far, just a beach near the villa. “The rain is getting better. It’s started to drizzle. The wind is not that strong. I think it’s walkable. Can you please accompany me out?”Martin gave her a pleading look. He learned from the best; he learned that look from her, and he hoped it worked. Yes, he didn’t have to wait long. The look worked as expected. Although she seemed perplexed, Celine reluctantly let hi
The Secret Island CHAPTER 36: The Birthday Girl
The sound of birds chirping in the morning awakened Martin from his dream. He couldn’t remember much except that Celine was in it. Yes, the same woman lying next to him, holding him like a side pillow, and the same woman who told him she loved him. He couldn’t really separate his current reality from his dream—everything was so new and unexpected and wonderful. And the thought of letting go of all this struck him hard. Martin recently felt it—the weight of loneliness. Endless solitude and isolation. He had never thought of loneliness much. He thought he was independent enough and didn’t need anyone’s help. And he loved it that way—no one to meddle with his personal affairs, no family to take care of or judge his lifestyle choices, he could hang out with his friends whenever he wanted, and he could work at the work he was capable of doing. Martin enjoyed that life. Since his graduation, he has enjoyed living the life he chose. Time passed—from days to months
The Secret Island CHAPTER 37: A Surprise
“So, where are we going today?” Martin asked again, one of the several times he asked this question. And the reply was always the same—she smiled and shook her head, refusing to tell him anything. ‘Whose birthday is this? Why the surprise?’ He thought. He didn’t like being clueless. She banned him from buying a birthday gift. And this morning, she even asked to help him cook instead of sitting idle and waiting. “The sun is getting strong. Come here, stand still. I have a cap for you.” We have walked a long way from the villa. Celine insisted she wanted to walk. We held hands and walked until we passed the tourist part of town and the housing zone and reached the other side of the beach, where there was a boat docking. Martin picked up a cap, the same one that was bought in a pair that they both had. Celine stood still, waiting for him to put it on her head. “Wow, this is unexpected. You actually brought the stuff I bought you. And you ar
The Secret Island CHAPTER 38: Smile for Me
Celine told him the truth when she said she could drive a yacht. The fact amazed him. He enjoyed seeing her having fun with everything and taking the lead. She prepared it all; the champagne bottles in the wine cooler, the food for today; the music playlists; everything. He felt like a special guest at a private party somewhere. Not that he hadn’t been on a yacht party before. But the ones he went was much tamer—the purpose of those parties were networking and pitching ideas to either clients or executive. He was always on edge from the stress and could barely taste any champagne. But this was different; this private yacht party was just him and Celine. And it has been an adventure. Celine was the kind of person that enjoyed life and chose to live life her way. He was learning that philosophy from her. In contrast to her liveliness, he felt like an older man trying to relearn living after being in hibernation. “Alright! We have arrived.” The woman at the st
The Secret Island CHAPTER 39: The Promise
Both of them tirelessly got themselves back to the yacht. We were practically in the middle of nowhere amidst clear water. Martin couldn’t believe how much fun he had with just scuba diving and exploring the area. There was a beautiful cave that we swam to and spent a few hours there. It was as if swimming in Atlantis. And when we swam out of the cave, it was already dark out. The yacht essentially had everything we needed. We showered and got changed. Celine got some food and champagne out to the yacht deck. She said we could watch the sunset together here. “So, it’s the end of the day already. Time flies…” She mumbled to herself as we sat quietly together. The unspoken words between the lines were too obvious and too painful to utter without hurting us. Our two weeks together are nearly over. Celine told him that she was leaving tomorrow evening. And he had no confidence in himself to endure the agony of seeing her walking away from our villa and h
The Secret Island CHAPTER 40: In Our Bed
Celine was losing her mind. Still heaving heavily from the recent lovemaking, she couldn’t help but caress his bare skin, exploring the contour of his body. Martin was lean and muscular, and she loved his body. Her naughty hand traveled from his biceps to his chest to her hard six packs abs. She savored the moment. Martin had no idea she was crazy about him. He knew she loved him after her multiple confessions. But he didn’t know she was this infatuated. She was crazy about him.“Aren’t you tired?” Martin asked. His eyes were sleepy, but there was an unmistakable playful glint to them. She thought he was so sexy looking at her like that. His hair was messy and out of place, but that was because of her ruffling it in the heat of passion when he was moving inside her. Oh, my, that man, how he moved. She lost her breath, screaming as he was coming to her hard. One shouldn’t trust a quiet, nerdy boy, indeed.“After only the first round? You must be kidding.” She smiled cheekily. Celine en
The Secret Island CHAPTER 41: The Sun
Celine woke up in the middle of the night. The sounds she heard were the same sounds as the past few days—the strong wind from outside and the consistent breathing sound from the man lying next to her. But she sensed the temperature was much colder than usual. The much closer sound from the waves reminded her where she was. She was groggy from just waking up, and looking around trying to make sense of the space. Martin was still deep asleep. He looked younger in his slumber. And the painful pang in her chest started to grow. The voice in her head whispered the reality she had to face in a few hours. It pushed her to face the inevitable. Because today was the last day. She didn’t know how long it would take until we meet again, the day he will be hers again. But Martin must know it…she hoped he knew it that she will not change her mind. He was sleeping so soundly that she couldn’t help herself but kissed him. Under the moonlight, the time in ou
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