Scarlett POV
Leaving work, Ryan, and Jaxen behind made the days feel almost too good to be true.
I hadn’t taken a real vacation in years.
Waking up whenever my body felt like it, with nothing urgent waiting for me, was pure luxury.
Spending this much uninterrupted time with Regina was something I hadn’t done in forever either.
I’d always gotten annoyed at how stubborn she could be, but watching her now, I suddenly noticed how much older she’d gotten.
These quiet, worry-free days with her felt surprisingly right.
The island never repeated the same activities twice.
The air stayed clean; the locals smiled at everything, and the food tasted fresher than anything I’d had in the city. Every single day felt perfect.
Day sixty-eight on the island started like every other one.
Sun,
