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“Exactly.”

“Well, you know I support that.”

“You are my most supportive friend.”

“So, when are you meeting up with him next?”

“He said he’s going to send a car to pick me up and take me to a helicopter that’s going to take me to another island where he has a house.”

“Of course he did. What are you going to wear?”

Chapter Six

Victoria

When Sally returns a few hours later, she finds me waiting, all dolled up, on the chair in my room, trying not to cry.

“What on earth happened here?” she asks.

“The car never came. He never called. Or texted.” I’m feeling pretty shitty and don’t know what to do.

“And you’re just sitting here?”

I throw up my arms in exasperation. “What am I supposed to do?”

Sally is not giving into my victim mentality. “Um, something. You can’t just sit here and take this. You need to get over there and take his dick.”

I shake my head, sinking back into the chair. “He said he’d send a car. He must have changed his mind.”

“And just like always, you’re going to allow a man to decide what’s happening?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Well, this is exactly what happened with Ains. I know you weren’t, like, super serious about him, but even if you had been, you would’ve waited for him to make the first move. As it was, you allowed yourself to exist in limbo for months, even after following the guy across the globe. And you would have continued to do so if he hadn’t ended things with a very public post about banging another chick.”

“That’s one example.”

“What about Steve from high school?”

I roll my eyes. “I seriously regret every drunken heart-to-heart sesh with you right now.”

“Or Thomas in Bali before you met Ains?”

“Okay, okay. Fine. But what am I supposed to do? If the guy isn't interested in something, no amount of throwing myself at him is going to change that.”

“You never know until you try.”

“You want me to swim my ass to Merit Island and bang on his door or something?”

“I’ll drive you to the beach.”

In the end, we both decide it’s safer to talk a local snorkel guide into delivering me to Merit Island. The guy warns me that there’s only one beach he’ll be able to drop me on because of the current tide.

That sounds reasonable. It’s a small island, right?

Once I arrive on that beach, however, I’m not quite sure what to do. From the ground, I have exactly zero ability to navigate. I looked at a map before I left, which is lucky considering there’s no reception on this rock, but a shit lot of good that does me when I’m standing on a beach with little to no sense of direction. I know the house is on the north-east side of the island. My compass app still works, so I follow it like a pirate.

Other than my handy compass, I’m in no way prepared for a trek across an island. Instead of packing lifesaving essentials like water, sunscreen, bug spray, or even road flares, my tiny day bag contains my favorite DVD, some fun snacks I snagged at the little shop next to my house, and extra underwear.

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