Chapter 20

The dark, dark, gloomy weather sky is a little bit shy, covering the clouds as I peek in my cabin windows. Seeing Florence still sleeping, it is weird seeing her in that stargazer position. I think Florence didn't even move a muscle. Is she dead? Since we slept last night. Oh, it is creepy. She still had her vest; it didn't even loosen up. Is she guarding me? Despite seeing her that moment.

I can't help but be mesmerized by her; I look at her like a doll. Those thick, curved eyelashes—those sexy hazel eyes stare at me. I always adored her; her skin was like the skin of a baby. I don't understand why I admired her that much. I've seen beauties of different races, but for me, she is unique. I did have several girlfriends before, but not many serious commitments. I always end up being dumped, sadly. They chased men.