So basically I'm standing in front of a cabin holding my suitcase like a three year old.
I was thinking okay maybe he had plans of like a hotel or something, or a reservation in a beach or a trip round Dubai or Hawaii or something, but I was so wrong..
We were in the middle of an island, In a freaking lonely island!!
"Is this a honeymoon or an escape from home?", I asked.
"Why?".
"Because we're like the only people on this island and it's going to be boring", I said.
"It's good, gives us more privacy, c'mon let's go see the inside", he said and led me into the wooden house.
It was pretty and petite, wasn't built for luxury but it was perfectly fine.
"Like it?", he asked.
I shrugged, "It's okay", I said.
Then a speed boat pulled up on the shore.
"Excuse me", he said and went out
