Chapter 171 The woman from the plane Terror

• My body had never felt this relaxed. I was in a cloud of soft sheets, peacefully rested while the ocean breeze caressed my scantily clad body. I must have been asleep for so many hours now, when I slowly opened my eyes, I could see the sun setting in the distant horizon through the open glass walls, slowly sinking into the ocean.
• I had told Neil I wanted to watch the sunset, and he had agreed to wake me up from my nap, but here I was waking up all by myself when the sun was already setting. Or did he fall asleep too? Slowly, I moved up into a sitting position, my hair falling messily around my shoulders and down my back, with a few strands flying about in the soft breeze.
• I was in a loose white lingerie gown and a flimsy thong, which left most of my body exposed to the breeze, and I loved it. The sound of the ocean was therapeutic, and the swish sounds of the beautiful palm trees lining the beach filtered through the glass walls. But where was Neil though? The silence in the house was unusual, before, Neil was supposed to be creating some noise somewhere, no matter how little.