The next morning, I got up and saw Yelena still sleeping over her bed. I stretched and turned to the beautiful sunset creeping over the sliding door that leads to the lanai. I stepped out of bed and made my way to the terrace to watch the view. I wrapped myself with my blanket and took a deep breath. The smell of the sea water wasn’t normally disgusting – it was fresh. The whole ambiance of this place is magical. It would be nice to have coffee but I didn’t want to go get one from the lobby with my bed hair.
“Good morning,”
I turned my head to find that voice that my heart was racing for and I see Mark standing over the balcony next door. “Good morning, Mark.” I replied but I did not return his warm smile. I haven’t seen that smile for a while. I wonder what’s making him smile like that.
