Jasper frowned and peered at Willow. “I can take the tent beside yours.”

Hah, so he’s bothered. I knew it. Willow frowned. “No. I’m scared of the dark. What if there are snakes? Who’s going to save me if I’m alone?”

Winston coughed. “Willow, the tents are anti-snake, so the snakes won’t be a bother.”

“No. We’re right out here in the wilds. What if there are ghosts?” Willow made up another excuse.

Fortunately, all the other members had gone away, so only the bodyguards and a few people remained.

“Take the biggest tent, then. It should be easier to sleep in.” Winston finally realized that Willow would not stop until she could share a tent with Jasper. There was no way to stop her now.

sigh and nodded in silence. Only

Jasper, he whispered, “Take care of her, Mr. Wyatt.” He’s

chosen tents near Willow so they could be as near to Willow as possible. It was as if they didn’t trust Jasper. Either way, their only job

island. Even though it was already eight, the sky hadn’t fully darkened yet. Everyone had their dinner and happily chatted. Some even strolled

the island’s scenery. Holding Jasper’s arm,

his hand back, much to Willow’s surprise. He doesn’t

hold hands, and that realization doused Willow’s consternation. She and Jasper made their way to the beach. There wasn’t anyone there, so silence was their company. Stars shone in the sky, the moon smiling gently at the

Nothing needed to be said. An exchange of silent looks was enough to tell them what they were feeling. Then, Willow noticed a shooting star hurtling through

her wish. Her chin was resting on the tip of her fingers, and silvery moonlight shone on her face. Her hair tumbled down to her

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