DAISY

A blinding flash of white light woke me up the next morning, followed immediately by a sharp ache behind my eyes.

I groaned, rolling onto my side on the massive mattress. The sweet rum cocktails from last night were taking their toll. I blinked against the glare, my eyes landing straight on the nightstand. The glass of water Leo had poured for me sat right next to the tiny plastic beads of the cheap blue thread bracelet on my wrist.

I brought my hand up, staring at the string. Yesterday, Brian’s guards had marched me inside to announce his arrival on the island, but he had surprisingly promised to...