𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝; 𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

CHAPTER 7.

 Lucia's POV: 

The sun peeked through the shutters of the room I was currently residing in against my will. 

I slowly opened my eyes just to close them back again. Sleep was the only time I wasn't forced with the realization that I have no idea what is going on and why I'm on this mysterious island. A part of me was happy for this odd journey. I've never been forced outside my comfort zone and this was doing just that. But of course, I still felt home sick and also- a little scared. Here Chris and I were, complete strangers being forced to live together on a random island. It's a lot to take in. 

However I don't know what's going to happen or when we'll go back to our regular lives. Or if we'll remember each other if that time comes. I took a deep breath with my eyes still closed forcing myself to slow my thoughts. I have no control over what is going on, but I control how I approach this situation. So honestly, I'm going to enjoy myself and possibly have the best sex of my life. 

I moved the duvet off my body and stretched. Chris went back to his room sometime last night after I fell asleep during the movie. I went straight to the bathroom starting my morning routine. A quick shower, lotion- you know the rest. To begin the day with my brand new mindset, I'm already thinking of the long infinity pool sitting in the back. A day in the sun, a good tan and a dip in the pool was what I called self care. 

I opened the doors to my walk in closet stocked with so many cute pieces. My most used drawer was the ones holding all the bikinis. 

"Whoever stocked this room up clearly has style." I said aloud talking to myself. Scrummaging through the drawers I settled on a red and white flower print two piece. I slipped the bikini on adjusting it to my liking. It was a strapless piece with matching bottoms. 

I quickly looked at myself in the mirror pleased with my appearance, "If only I had Instagram out here." I mean yes no social media and all but.. the people deserve to see how good I look. Clicking the light off in the closet I went downstairs to make breakfast, and see fine ass Chris. 

just a filler to get us back into the groove of the story!