Charlize (POV)
So, when I stepped out of my bathroom, I saw this package. I sat on the bed and opened up the box. I took out those papers that read, "You are our queen." It wasn't my first time hearing that statement, but I had no idea what it meant in this context and on this island. I looked at the rest of the papers. And they appeared to be instructions. I was too tired to be a responsible person. Whenever I think I'm making the right decision, it turns out to be wrong. I shoveled the papers to the side and fell back on my bed. I still feel tired and sleepy from earlier. I was still stuck on the cover.
"You Are Our Queen." The words sounded so good to my ears. I have never been called a queen by any man. I begin
to repeat it over and over in my head; maybe I'll believe it.
A deep s
