Alejandro’s Pov

Day five on the Island. . .

My heart pounds, my teeth digging into my bottom lip, drawing blood.

It’s the buildup of anticipation.

It’s the excitement—the excitement building up as I watch my Mariana, my green, my sunset. I lift the candle and the flickering light casts shifting shadows on the wall.

The soft glow highlights the curve of her spine. Her bare skin is gleaming as she lays still on the bed, her hair spilling over the pillows like an inky ...