For my second date with Rage, we went to El Fuego. This time, it's just the two of us. But we did not tour the plantation, or go to the mansion. We head straight to the border, where the towering lighthouse is. We went up to the top where the sea and green fields can be seenThe beautiful scenery made me calm, but somehow it is more peaceful this time. More peaceful than my previous visits here. It was like it was the first time. Or maybe, it's just my mind who's thinking that this one is a little more special.
Nothing's special, Elena. It's the worst because you are with a dumbass womanizer.
"I wonder if there's still a sight better than this..." I said, hands are on the bannister of the railings.
He was on my side. On my peripheral vision, I noticed his steady stare at me. But I didn't dare to look at him. I just feel that I can't like it's something forbidden, something illegal. Something out of my comfort zone. Like a raging storm. A disastrous one.
