The next morning, I wake to the sound of the ocean outside my balcony door. The rhythmic waves are soothing, but there’s a slight edge to the wind that wasn’t there before. I get up and glance outside. The sea is a little rougher today, the sky overcast. It feels like a storm might be on the horizon.
I’m still mulling over the weather when my phone buzzes with a message.
Jack: Meet me at the breakfast buffet in 20?
I smile to myself and quickly reply.
"See you there".
By the time I reach the buffet, the dining hall is alive with the chatter of passengers. The smell of fresh coffee and sizzling bacon wafts through the air. I spot Jack near the omelet station, stacking his plate with an impressive array of food.
“You’re planning to eat all that?” I tease, sliding into the seat across f
