Adrian
I brought her an ice cream tub that evening.
Which she rejected to take.
I was annoyed. I was damned because of her.
I didn't like Luca kissing her cheeks, or bringing her flowers and gifts to show his appreciation. And I didn't like it when she touched him, especially kissed him. Not one bit. I reasoned to myself about my actions that I didn't like it when she tried to mingle with my people. It was partially true anyway. She had become close to my people, and everyone on the island adored her. She was a charmer, a people's person, a sunshine type of a person. She glowed wherever she went, the radiation of her charm emitted out of her, casting the glories of her spill on my people.
I lay on my bed, trying to sleep after a stressful day of work, but all I could think of was
