Her heart cried for their good times together. She could not forget.
'Maybe I should go there and pay a visit to my new friend I made there. I will talk to him about you and how much fun we had together. It wouldn't be that bad.'
She covered her face. Tears streamed down her face.
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The hilly track was empty. Catherine couldn't find a soul. A soft breeze blew, and her curly dirty-blonde hair danced with the wind. Looking at the muddy road. She found it lonesome.
She walked in the direction of the resort. When she walked closer, she spotted Vincent standing in front of the resort. His tall body stood like a statue.
A pair of attractive grey eyes also noticed her and the owner of the eyes gave her a bright smile.
He came closer and stated, "Dear lovely lady, I was waiting for your arrival. What took you so long?"
Catherine dropped her bag and slightly smiled at him. Now that she saw him, she felt much better.