Trouble at Island.

Please, wait. Please, wait! “ Nasha pleaded as she ran after him. But he was already in the hut.

So when Nasha entered the hut, she saw him sitting on the wooden settee wearing a scrunched face.

“What is it? Did my question annoy you?” She queried while standing arm crossed. But as silence enveloped the room for a few minutes, then he said,

“No. I’m just having mood swings. Perhaps, you should learn to ask me questions when I’m in a good mood. “

Nasha swallowed her word and nodded then turned around and left the hut.

She walked to the island coconut tree where there was sufficient shade, then she sat down and brought out her phone from her combat Jean pocket then attempted dialing George’s number but she realized that the network server was fluctuating.

She hissed as she stared into the space sorrowfully.

And whatsoever attitude the man that brought her to the island exhibited, was what she didn’t want to bother her as her major concern was to see Star and then do the