Wanda
It was early in the morning, the sun had just risen and made the ocean look dazzling.
I was sitting on the sun lounger with a cup of coffee with my toes buried in the sand. The horizon was turning more and more yellow when strong arms wrapped around me. We had been on the island for almost two month and would be leaving today. The last few weeks with Gideon had been really nice. We had talked a lot and I no longer felt like his prisoner. I was relaxed here, sometimes even truly happy.
He had slept with me every night since our hike and had been my dream catcher. Irarely had nightmares anymore and when I did, they were usually harmless. When I would wake up because of them, Gideon would hold me in his arms or f**k me to make me forget the dreams.
"Good morning sunshine." Gideon wh
