Angelica's POV:
I adjust the large floppy brown hat when the plane land. Anthony takes a step out and holds out his hand for me. I smile, placing my hand on top of his. My eyes maneuvers around us to see an endless amount of greens, and I can see the shore not too far off.
We got into a car and began heading towards our destination. I roll down the window to focus on the scenery instead of the man beside me.
The sky and the water seem to fuse into one at the ocean; a charming scene. It's much hotter than New York causing me to sweat through my peach color dress. Soon, we reach our destination, and my heart couldn’t help but beat once I saw the endless amount of huts. A man made his appearance and aid us towards our own.
My eyes widen hearing a loud moan from one of the huts.
