The Secret Island

r today. Do you want to sit here with me?”

em. And the experience yesterday was kind of odd for her. After eating ice cream together for a while and she told him that she wasn't angry anymore. It was as if Martin had already concluded in his head that she wasn't angry, and he should cease all further effort. L

holic mode was that phone call. Someone called him a bit after the time we spent eating ice cream together, and he was quiet the whole while, being lost in his thoughts once

want to go for a swim with me?” She asked h

half listening, and s

She asked him again, more slow

his head vigorously like a child whose parents forced h

en’t gone for a swim?” It should be impossible.

shook his h

n ever lived a life

on one of the most beautiful islands, and you

an is already calming. There is no need to go submerge my head in the water. The

issue that he said someone had chosen this island as a holiday destination for him. S

ven won some medals in scho

u afraid o

for the past hundred years is zero, I have che

en’t you gon

Must there be a reason? B

ou were here

….

ame, just observing the views.” She asked him to go out, trying to reason with the man. She sensed that he was the type that r

….

e. I don’t have the right to ask you to go anywhere but c

lf a friend. But at least for now, this word is th

recounted her words slowly as

or his answer pat

ed his eyes and grinned. A sma

n let’s ge