Bianca's breath hitched. Stunned by the display of fireworks, she couldn't believe as to the person who did it for her. Her heart raced like a bullet train. Was he still there on the island over there?
"Wow! That's so beautiful!" said Lydia with wonder on her face. "Who did that? Bia, you sure have a secret admirer."
"Woah!" said Eddie. "Man that's some dope display! Who the hell is that man though? Do you know him?"
She shook her head. Her breathing increased to a feverish pitch. "I— I want to go to the island and see who— who is behind this," she said. She felt a pressing need to be there, an urge which clamored inside her heart. He was there and he did it for her.
"But we can't Bia!" said Eddie. "It's not safe. Plus your brother is about to come here in fifteen minutes. There's no way that we can make it back in that time."
"But I want to see who did it!" she protested.
