The sun slowly headed low towards the horizon, a golden hue cast upon the serene beach and the landscape as far as Mary’s eyes could see from the bedroom window. Her hair was tied in a top bun, and tiny drops of sweat covered her forehead and neck. She wiped it away and got off the treadmill, picking up her new phone that Theo had presented as a gift the first week they had arrived in Mauritius.
“When will you be home?” she typed the text, sending it to Theo she went to the balcony and the sight of Vanessa’s house made her cringe. After taking a quick look at the street leading to her house she ran back inside, like Vanessa was going to catch her and start a conversation.
She was stressed about the vision she had and on top of that she had set herself up for yet another stressful meetin
