The ocean was an emerald green. The wind was hardly stirring, so there weren’t waves of any size, and the sound of the birds and other wildlife calling from the jungle behind her were almost as calming as the vision in front of her. Waking up to step out onto the sand every morning, to take a dip in this heavenly sea, to know that she and Rome were completely safe, that Mary and Gus were not far away and equally safe and happy, was a dream come true for Ella. She never could’ve imagined a remote island in Thailand could be so perfect.
“What are you looking at?” Rome asked, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her waist, pulling her back against his bare chest.
