THIS TIME IT'S A TIED

Time is passing too fast, according to the plan this afternoon uncle Gordon will take us as a family on vacation in the Maldives. Our flight there from here is for 6 hours-+. I never went there in the first place, not because of money, but because I am not adventurous enough to go here and there so I don't know how I feel, is it fun? If possible, I want to sit near the house and relax on a holiday like this, but what can I do now when everything is ready? I don't even know how I'm going to treat Dylan's temper this entire holiday. Ever since that night, I really can't stand the sight of him. He really makes me suffocate! Why can't he stop messing around with me even just one day? What is his problem anyway?

Eva finally put the pen on her desk after writing a very long paragraph. The snippet in her diary was stared back at. She smiled to herself at what was written. Her body was propped up in a chair and her hands were squeezing the nape of her neck which was starting to languish.