Chapter 115 You Are My Cure, Andrew

• The little island, though remote from everything else, still belonged to Noriah. This hotel was not what I expected. It was just so much better. Small bungalows, far apart, were what the place had to offer. The service provided to guests was 24 hours and all meals were served in the bungalow.
• I took off my shoe as soon as we were shown to the place where we would be staying for the next two days. Feeling the warm, fine sand under my feet was just wonderful.
• We climbed the small wooden stairs worn by time and sea air, with five steps and we came across the perfect balcony. The front area of the bungalow was made of glass, overlooking the sea. And from there you couldn't see the other bungalows, nor the guests.