The whole day Sofia missed Davion. She went for a full-body spa treatment, enjoyed a delightful lunch, strolled along the beach yet she felt lonely. Her eyes kept a watch out for a white Porsche, waiting for Davion to return. The sun had set and she walked slowly towards the hotel. She had never felt so lonely in her eighteen years of life. If he had to leave her alone and disappear, then why did he have to bring her along?

Upset, she went up to the penthouse. She opened the door and walked inside. It was so quiet that she felt all the more upset. She went up to...