Ara
The last two weeks were exciting and filled with the new memories we made during this time. They felt absolutely perfect. Fabian and I spent most of our days either in bed, lounging in the indoor pool, or at the beach. On a few days, we explored the island during the day, but most of the time, it was at night that we visited the different restaurants on the resort. But now, now it was time to go back home. And if there was one thing I was sure of, it was the fact that I didn't want to go back home. I felt like staying at the resort forever.
There were so many things that needed my attention back at home. My son was top of the list. Quincy was also high up there, so it was never even an option to stay back at the resort forever. I just had to pack up all my feelings and go back home.
