Meanwhile on the island,
Only Rose and Willard were sitting in the large dining room with a view of the blue sea.
Even though the view of the white sand beach looked stunning out there, Rose couldn't enjoy it at all. Her mind was still busy thinking of ways to escape from this place.
She had two choices, the first was to fight with him, but it was useless because she was weak, she needed a weapon to fight him. And second, trying to find a way to give Evan and Sam her location.
"Take a seat, Rose..."
She flinched at his voice, and at the same time, her eyes fell on the food on the table. She was slightly taken aback; everything in front of her was her favorite food.
Wait!
Was it just a coincidence!? Or does he really know her favorites?
