*Shelby*

The boat ride back to the resort passed in a bit of a relieved blur. I sat nestled between Michael's strong arms, my head resting against his shoulder as I closed my eyes and simply savored the feeling of safety enveloping me once more.

After the harrowing night we had endured–the boat tragedy, the desperate swim to shore, the bone-chilling hours huddled around our signal fire as we futilely tried to stay warm–I was just so thankful to have been found so ...