Packing wasn't as hard as Florence thought it would be. However, she was so tired from the wedding that as soon as she zipped her bag close, she collapsed on her bed, not even caring to take off her wedding dress.
Scott had dropped her at home and told her he'd pick her up at 6 in the morning so they could take his private jet on their way to the Maldives.
The flight was long and tiring, but Florence managed to finally get some sleep after a few hours. She wasn't very good at sleeping in cars or planes, but after Scott offered her a glass of wine at dinner, she was able to relax a little bit more.
When they arrived, a private yacht from the resort was waiting for them at the airport. Florence was already in awe just by the sight outside of the plane. Surrounded by picturesque waters, i
