As usual, Henry proved to be so stubborn and continued to bother me. In the end, I decided to give him a chance to take me on another date. He was happy, but I couldn’t say the same to me. When he proposed we should visit the island again, I agreed.

At night, the ocean was dark and terrifying, but being with Henry made me feel secure. Yes, that was correct. I chided myself for being foolish because I felt safer with him. I maintained a discreet distance from him and remained on the upper deck until we reached his island.

Henry didn't bother me either, and he probably realized...