Back on the island...
The following morning, Sarah woke up to the delicious aroma of roasted fish, freshly baked bread and some freshly squeezed juice.
"Good morning, my love." Sebastian carefully set the tray beside her, smiling softly. "I hope you have a large appetite because I made this specially for you. It's spicy and rich in some herbal root that can boost your strength."
He sat down on the edge of the bed, studying her fragile profile with quiet satisfaction. She was simply breathing, taking in the long, floral chiffon dress he had left on her bed the previous evening for her to change into after showering.
Sarah's eyes drifted from him to the tray, her gaze lingering on the silver cutlery, as a dark thought crossed her mind.
"It looks good and smells nice right?" Sebastian said, mistaking her silence for admiration. "Why don't you sit up and let me feed you? I promise, you will love it."
