Chapter 62. Omen

DYLAN

The sea was calm and the waves were friendly enough to not cause any disturbance without trip. Ashlene was only focused on capturing the view with her phone’s camera. It was sweet to look at. The smile she has when looking at the pictures she took was priceless.

When we reached the first island, the first thing I thought was that how peaceful would it be to live in such a secluded place. No neighbors, no internet, no electricity, no meddling people. Just living in simplicity and pure joy.

“Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve arrived to our first destination. The natives of the island call it as ‘Home of the Heart’ because of its heart-shaped borderlines. If you’re on a chopper or an airplane, you’ll know what I mean. Here’s an aerial view of the island, captured by one of our guests and shared to us.” The man showed us a framed picture of an island.

As what he said, the shape of the island resembled a heart. The sands were white and the trees flourished healthi