So deep in thought, I stared out of the window at the inky clouds above. I could see a massive storm rolling in over the city as a cool breeze dance into the thin curtains; cooling off my hot and sweaty flesh that was bombarded by the humid weather.
I closed my eyes and listened; my mind now wrapped around the sound of the seagulls and the ocean waves that crashed against the landing.
I admired this place. The enchanting beauty of the island of St. Thomas. In the beginning, I could only fantasies about being in such a spectacular place but being here now was a dream come true.
As I listened to the relaxing waves, the sound of the main door opening then closing caught my attention. I exhaled slowly; listening to the sound of his footsteps grow near. With a quick turn of the bedroom door
