3 Each morning was nearly the same for Roy. Before opening his eyes he used to pray that whatever he was experiencing should not be a part of a dream.
Each night he prayed for the next morning to be on the same island with her not in his London house alone. His dreams were reason of his fear. He never knows if all happen around him is a dream or reality.
She was real and with him, he was happy, she was happy. Life could not be more perfect.
Days were passing. They became best friends. After days of hard work of his more than hers she finally started speaking.
She still didn’t answered many questions like what was her real name? Who her parents were? How she came on that island? Why was she naked first when he saw her? And where was she from originally?
She managed to tackle all thes
