|Sofia|
"You're leaving already?" I heard someone say the moment I locked the door of my cabin.
I turned around and saw Lance coming to my way. Both of his hand were inside the pocket of his pants. My forehead creased, suddenly confused why is he here early in the morning.
"Yes," I told him as I stepped down on the small stairs then walked near him. "Why are you here?"
The cold breeze of air passed by on us, swaying the strands of my hair and his. I had to seize mine while he let his played by the air. Lance suddenly looked like a model because of that. I would truly fall for his handsomeness if I do not know Ian.
"Is it f*******n to see you off?" he asked. I wrinkled my nose to him and rolled my eyes.
"Really? Or are you just finding an excuse not to linger on your hotel because
