I just couldn’t believe that Adam had walked away on me like that.

Typical of a poor little rich boy to give up as soon as the going got tough. I bet that he had never before had to solve any of his own problems. He probably always had a nanny or a butler or someone to clean up any messes for him.

Getting up onto my feet was tough at first but I got there in the end. I was going to have to be strong because I knew that there was a lot of work to be done before I could relax.

I vaguely remembered seeing someone in a movie or documentary once spell out “HELP” or “SOS” or something with rocks on a beach, so I decided to do the same. Just in case a plane or helicopter flew overhead and saw the message.

There were very few suitable rocks nearby, as they were mainly too small and too similar in color to the sand. So I had to wander into the small wooded area behind the beach to look for some there.

The mood changed instantly back here, as it was dark and forbidding when compared to the light and sunny beach. There was a horrible feeling here that someone or something could be spying on me.

I got into a minor panic when I heard some leaves move and ran back out onto the sand, hoping that he couldn’t see me. Yeah, the whole rocks spelling out a word plan could wait a bit longer.

Instead, I gathered together some driftwood to make a shelter of some sort. As I did this I noticed that Adam was trying to salvage some stuff from the yacht, which looked as though it was going to sink completely under the waves at any second.

He carried out some clothes and then some food. As least he was salvaging useful stuff rather than his expensive gadgets and other little luxuries like I had feared he would do.

I resisted the temptation to run out and tell him to be careful, as the yacht could sink and take him down with it.

He wouldn’t listen to me anyway, as he had already shown himself to be an extremely stubborn and selfish little brat. I still couldn’t quite work out why it was that he caused my emotions to swing so wildly from one extreme to another just by thinking about him.

If he hadn’t been so determined to seduce me then none of this would have happened. His stupid plan to trap me on his ridiculous yacht was the most selfish thing I had ever seen anyone do.

Of course, when I closed my eyes I relived our glorious night of passion all over again. It had been the most magical night of my life but the come down from that high had been brutal. First of all, he had been cold and distant with me and now his recklessness had seen us shipwrecked, a fact that he didn’t seem to ever plan on apologizing for.

Night fell over the island slowly as the sun sank into the distant horizon. The sea was ablaze with a glorious sunset that really deserved to be shared with someone. Unfortunately, the only other person on the island wasn’t the type of person who was likely to be impressed by nature in all its glory.

I eventually decided to swallow my pride and walk over to him. This moment just felt too special to be experienced while feeling all alone and miserable. I was going to swallow my pride for the first time that I could remember.

He was lying back looking up at the sky, apparently oblivious to the incredible sunset we were being treated to.

“Have you got your camp sorted out?” I could clearly see that he hadn’t. It looked worse than mine and that was saying something.

“Almost there.”

“Just taking a rest?” The words come out far more sarcastically than I had expected for some reason.

“Better than standing there watching a stupid sunset.”

“Have you never thought that the finest things in life are the little moments like this when we just sit back and look at how amazing nature is or savor an unexpectedly inspiring moment?”

“No.”

“Ah right, for you life is all about spending money and impressing people who don’t even care for you. I bet most people that you think are your friends secretly hate you and are only with you for your money.”

By the way he winced I could tell that my words had hit home. So, the arrogant little rich boy had a weak spot after all. Maybe it was time to see if I felt better after twisting the knife a little more.

“If you lost your inheritance tomorrow you’d be all alone in the world.” Strangely, this wasn’t making me feel any better at all but some sort of wild, uncontrollable impulse made me carry on regardless. “Why don’t you just admit it, you might be a billionaire but you’re a loser as well.”

The rage inside me suddenly subsided and I immediately felt ashamed of spitting out those hateful words. I had never spoken to anyone like this in my life and it was a horrible, empty feeling that settled in my stomach as he stared out to sea. What had come over me to make me act so nasty with him?

Adam got up slowly and walked towards me. For a second I thought he was going to hit me. It would have been better if he had.

Instead, he walked down to the water’s edge and just stared at the wreck of his yacht. It was about to disappear and I guessed that by the morning all traces of it would be gone.

How could the warmth and tenderness that briefly sizzled between us have vanished so quickly and in such a horrible way?

My instincts now told me to go to him and apologize but this time I ignored them. That’s the funny thing about instincts; it is easy to only follow the wrong ones.

I stood there like a fool, not knowing what to do next. My emotions had been all over the place in the last few days and showed no sign of settling down anytime soon. For the first time in my life, I genuinely feared that I might be going crazy.

This island was having a weird effect on me. Added to the effect that being around Adam had on me, it was clear to see why I was feeling so strange but I had no idea what to do about it.

There was nothing left to do but wander back over to my own camp and get ready for what promised to be a long, sleepless night.