Chapter 25 Ventiquattro

• My brain must have tilted when I decided to stay at Punta Tragara. Glenn Anantara, who always hesitated when Zack suggested eating at expensive restaurants, ended up staying at one of the most expensive hotels in Capri. I knew my savings would be wiped out as soon as that trip was over. I had to be thrifty, so I could still eat and not starve in a foreign country.
• Okay, that sounded too dramatic, but I would still be broke immediately.
• As soon as I entered the junior suite—the cheapest room—I immediately thought of Zack. Especially since the balcony of that room faced directly towards the Faraglioni Rocks, I guaranteed his dirty mind would start running wild. Zack might say, "If we make love on the balcony, will anyone see, Glenn?" In front of me, the Tyrrhenian Sea—part of the Mediterranean Sea—and the sky felt endless. The long journey from Rome via train to Naples before taking a ferry from Molo Beverello Port had truly been worth it because of that view. Even though my savings were depleted, it wasn't waste to stay there. Living in Bali surrounded by the sea didn't make me bored of looking at it.