Chapter fourteen

CAMILA SILVA

I get out of the water with Ethan, holding his hands. I look at people with the most cynical face in the world, after all, no one can imagine what we were doing just a few minutes ago. That's right, we spent a long time in that sea, surrendering to the fire of passion.

Although we couldn't vary the positions, as we like to do so much, it was unique and intense at every moment.

We get our things and sit down at a table in a restaurant on the beach. He sits next to me, one hand on my thigh. Ethan grabs his cell phone and takes a picture of us, taking the opportunity to post it. We manage to get wifi from the restaurant, so in three or four days, this is the first time we finally have access to the internet. We order a coconut water and our breakfast.

I texted my family. I let everyone know that I was fine, explained where we were and asked for information about my little girl. I was happy when I found out that they had paid for her treatment, that everything was going well