Dwayne's P.O.V
I scan her empty room, inhaling her scent. Closing my eyes as I imagine her here with, how her voice sounded, the way her pale skin flush because of anger as she hated me. I chuckle to myself.
Haha! She hated me...
As I walk further to her room something reach my nostrils. An unfamiliar scent. This can't be? I jump from the terrace and shifted.
Shit please tell me I was right. I ran faster but all I can see and hear is the wave.
Am I going crazy? I thought I caught her scent and that scent I remembered it was the same somehow similar to the scent in the Island. I thought perhaps they came here. But I guess it was all in my head.
I came back to the packhouse feeling a bit tired frome everything that is happening.
My heart is pounding so hard that it hurt so much. I can't remember the last time I look forward to a new day.