As the sun rose over the island the next morning, I found myself awake early, my mind already buzzing with plans and ideas. I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Jason, and made my way to the small balcony attached to our room. The air was crisp and salty, carrying the promise of another beautiful day.
I leaned against the railing, looking out over the compound that had become our home. People were already starting to stir, heading to the communal kitchen for breakfast or to their various jobs around the island. It was still strange sometimes, seeing everyone working together like this, but it filled me with a sense of pride and purpose.
"You're up early," Jason's voice came from behind me, still husky with sleep.
I turned to see him standing in the doorway, hair tousled and eyes st
