Carina's POV -
"Could you hold my sketch book for me, I want to make a call?" Vincent requested.
"Would it be quick?" I asked.
"No, it may take an hour or two I guess." He said. "So," He handed me the sketch book. "Maybe you could go through some cool sketches and tell me what you think."
"Okay,"
I sighted the rock afar from the sands and started heading there. I sank on the rock as I got there. Those unrepressed feelings were back. The hurt I felt in the Maldives hit me again. Time was supposed to heal my wounds, but it had never erased the vague pain that was always with me.
I abandoned the rock and stretched out in the grass, trying to ease the tension out of my slowly relaxing muscles. The Maldives; branded forever in my mind. Damian, his naked body glowing in the h
