You were dating with Topper. You were all cute, sweetest girl in the island. Blonde hair, doe blue eyes, porcelain like skin. Always prissy and kind, looking like doll, acting like doll.

Yet, you were dating Topper, Rafe’s bestfriend. You were arguing with Topper, as usual. He was always doing drugs, you are not sure but cheating on you, and you were sick of him. You and him argued a lot and you came to living room in Topper’s house. Rafe was sitting here, looking his phone, probably wait for Topper.

You were wearing light pink mini skirt and white tank top with bow details. You look at rafe with anger.

“God, why are you even still here? All the guys in this island same!”