Collin accompanied her in her room even after their breakfast. He just left the tray of dishes on the bedside table and decided to bring it back to the kitchen when they would go down to eat their lunch.
"For how long do we have to stay in this island?" Rosette asked. Her fingers were busy typing the manuscript she was working with when she glanced up on Collin.
"Hm..." Collin looked up to the ceiling and protruded his lips as he was contemplating. "My original plan was to stay in here for as long as a month. But after all the misfortunes and the successive suicide cases, I've change my mind."
Rosette nodded her head.
Collin stopped doing his jumping jacks and sat on the edge of the bed. "Too disappointing. This place has a sentimental value to me now since you've accepted my love for
