City S, the lobby of a hotel.


    The guide said to the whole group, “Gather everyone in the hotel lobby tomorrow at eight o’clock, after breakfast we will head to Beach Ind, be sure to bring all your luggage, tomorrow we will be staying at Beach Ind.”


    After the guide’s instructions, Estre Berrocal looked for some food at the hotel and headed to her room.


    He checked his phone and there was not a single text message or call from Adán Rouco.


    He lies down on the hotel bed and types on WeChat, looking for Adán Rouco, but after a long search, he doesn’t find him.


    With a jolt, he gets out of bed.


    He slid his fingers left and right, up and down the screen, and searched three or four times for Adam Rouco’s WeChat.


    Had he … gotten drunkst night and erased Adán Rouco in a fit of rapture?


    Estre Berrocal thought for a while and finally remembered the clip in which she had deleted Adán Rouco’s tweets.


    Last night she had made a bet with Pe Prats for daring to delete the WeChat of the man she liked, and in her drunken stupor, she had deleted Adán Rouco …


    He fell head first under the sheets and smothered her to death.


    But hadn’t she already unterally “broken up” with Adán Rouco? Why would she worry about that, even waiting for him to call or send her a message?


    When she turned on the television, she jumped to a random channel, and there were three- or four-year-old children, about Paulita’s age, singing and dancing.


    Dazed and confused, she fell asleep on her bed with the phone in her arms.


    …


    The next morning, after breakfast, Estre Berrocal went to the lobby early to meet her guide and at eight o’clock, the tour group left for the I de ya.


    Beach Ind is a famous tourist ind in the city of S, known as the “Little Maldives”, so there are many couples who go to Beach Ind for their honeymoon, and this group is almost exclusively couples, as a couple.


    The bus drove for more than an hour to the dock and Estre Berrocal followed the group to the ship.


    The man smiled solemnly at him, “This seat is empty, isn’t it?”.


    “There is no one.”


    “You’re in the same group as me, aren’t you? Most of our group are couples, it’s ufortable for me to be a single dog.”


    Estre Berrocal was stunned; they were awkward together then.


    “I’m on my own too, but I only signed up for this group because the flight and hotel were cheaper than the ones I booked myself, and when we get to the ind, I’m not going to follow with theirrge group.”


    When the man heard that, he got excited and said, “Me too, are you lonely too, why don’t we pair up and join you?”.


    Estre Berrocal froze and thought it would be nice to have a little group, “Sure”.


    “My name is Demario Alejandro, and yours is…?”


    “Estre Berrocal.


    The two shook hands.


    The trip was not so boring with Demario Alejandro by her side, talking to her a lot, the sun shining on the stars over the sea, the blue waves gliding over the boat, the view of the sea was beautiful.


    Once on the ind, Estre Berrocal and Demario Alejandro left the group and went on their own. On the ind there were several surfing and diving activities, and Demario Alejandro was a good photographer and took many nice pictures, which Estre Berrocal couldn’t resist posting to her friends.


    Pe Pratsmented quietly, “Hey, why do you have people taking pictures of you when you’re alone? Tell me, have you had an affair?”.


    Estre Berrocal replied with a nk stare: “There are no meetings, only groupies”.


    …


    When Adán Rouco arrived in S, Estre Berrocal had already left the city.


    Santino Yepes contacted him in real time and informed him, “Boss, Miss Estre’s phone is now positioned on Beach Ind, she may have gone to Beach Ind to y.”


    Adán Rouco immediately hailed a cab and headed for the marina.


    An hourter, the sea suddenly changed and the sky, in the distance, appeared dark and heavy towards the sea, as if it was about to change.


    Adán Rouco sat in the boat, his dark eyes narrowed.


    …


    At night, on Beach Ind, Estre Berrocal and Demario Alejandro, after a day of fun, find a small restaurant on the ind to eat.


    As soon as the sauté was served, an urgent news item appeared on the television set hanging in front of the small restaurant.


    “Beach Ind At 6 o’clock this evening, the sea has suddenly changed and there has been a strong storm at sea, several boats heading for Beach Ind have fallen overboard, it is not known if there are any casualties. Our correspondent reports …”


    Estre Berrocal’s eyelids jumped, “How can it be so sudden, we went surfing in the sea during the day when the weather was good and right now it’s not raining on the ind”.


    He looked out, the ind was still calm, was there a big storm at sea right now?


    “It is easy for the sea to change, thank goodness we boarded the day before, otherwise the consequences would be unthinkable, to be on the safe side we will stay on the ind for another two days to see what happens before we leave.”


    Just as these words were being said, Estre Berrocal’s cell phone rang.


    The caller ID showed that it was Santino Yepes.


    Picking up the phone, “Mr. Santino? Why are you calling me at…?”Content protected by N?v/el(D)rama.Org.


    Before she could finish her question, Santino Yepes said anxiously, “Se?orita Estre, has the boss contacted you?”


    Estre Berrocal was perplexed: “No, he hasn’t contacted me”.


    “Not good, a couple of boats going to Beach Ind are sinking right now and the boss just came on board, I’ve lost contact with him…”


    Estre Berrocal couldn’t hear the rest of the sentence, her face suddenly went white and her hands started shaking, even gripping the phone!


    Had Adam Roucoe to Beach Ind to look for her?


    On television, the presenter was still broadcasting the shipwreck, buzzing in Estre Berrocal’s ears, her mind went nk, and when she got up, she almost fainted on her legs, muttering: “Adán Rouco” … No, I have to go to Adán Rouco …”


    Demario Alejandro lifted her up, “Estre, what’s wrong, what’s wrong?”


    Estre Berrocal’s eyes were red, “My boyfriend hase to the ind to look for me, he got on the boat at the same time and I’m afraid something might happen to him!”


    A boyfriend? Did she have a boyfriend?


    Demario Alejandro was taken aback and then calmed down: “I thought the casualty figures had not yet been disseminated. Maybe the waves won’t be serious this time, don’t worry yet, no one would take you out to sea now even if you wanted to, calm down.”


    Estre Berrocal grabbed her head, how was she going to calm down, if something happened to Adán Rouco, how was she going to face Paulita afterwards?


    If he had note to Beach Ind, Adam Rouco would not havee to it, let alone this!


    Estre Berrocal cried, ran out of the restaurant and ran as fast as she could to the ind’s dock.


    You have to go to see Adán Rouco, nothing should happen to Adán Rouco …


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