“SWEETHEART, we’re here.” Georgina was awake by a gentle tap on her shoulders. She yawns and checks where they are. When she realizes that she’s in an unfamiliar place, she looks at him. “W-where are we?” she asked nervously when her senses came back and realized they were riding a helicopter. And there’s no one around but Travis, her and the pilot only!
Travis didn’t answer. Rather, he raises one corner of his lips while looking at her amusingly. “T-travis! I said, where are we?” she’s started to get angry.
He offered her a hand, she has no choice but to reach his hand. They got out of the helicopter and shock is understatement to describe her feelings right now when she finally coped up everything -- they are on an Island! Seems like there’s no people there. Like there’s no living thin
