ANGELA’S POV
I walked around the cruise ship, a glass of wine in my hand.
After spending a few days here, I had come to realize that Gary was right. I was working hard every day of my life and I barely had any time for myself.
I had to do something for myself, and this vacation was definitely the best.
I didn't have to worry about work, and even though my father had called me and tried to get me to come back home because he was worried about the company, it didn't matter to me.
The ocean was beautiful to look at, and the food on the cruise was amazing. I couldn't think of any other way to spend this vacation.
Walking around had tired me out, and I was on my way to my bedroom to get some much needed sleep.
However, just then, I heard a woman scream and before I could realise wh
