A loud knock on the door alerted her of a visitor. It was barely morning, so she was not expecting anyone this early. Well, being on this island, she never actually imagined anyone would visit her.
Rafael. The thought suddenly occurred to her. He was the only possible person who would wish to see her. She immediately jumped from the bed to answer the door.
Then, she realized that her hair was all over her face. She quickly went back to the bathroom, almost tripping on the rag by the door, to fix it and even gurgle some mouthwash on her mouth to remove her morning breath.
Tightening her robe over her nightgown, she dashed to the door.
As she was about to open it, she immediately realized that it could not be Raf since Sky did not live in that house.
Disappointment spread to her like a wildfire. It consumed her earlier enthusiasm, turning it to confusion. She opened the door, wondering who could be behind it.
