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But none of those rules worked anymore.

Hey, sweetheart.

Did you doze off? The harder I tried to push him out of my head, the more often

he found his way into my dreams.

The worst part wasn't wanting him.

It was how easily I forgot every reason to resist whenever he was near. I should

have been ashamed.

I should have woken up disgusted with myself.

But instead, there was only one thing I was afraid of. That the dream would end.

I kissed my husband. The harder I tried to forget...

the hotter my body burned.

I should have stayed on deck and kept as far away from Daniel as I could.

Come on, sunshine!

I thought the cold water would wash away the desire and the shame.

Instead, The sea threw me straight into his arms.

I tried to pull away.

I really did.

But every new wave pressed me tighter against him, and my body remembered how

badly I'd wanted him in my dream.

Can you breathe?

I tried to loosen my legs, but all I did was cling to him tighter.

Thank you, Satan, for saving us.

Combating even look at Leon.

All he saw was his son saving his wife.

Next time you tell me you hate me, don't hold on so tight.

I kept telling myself Daniel had only saved me.

But the marks... After what happened in the

water, I tried to convince myself it meant nothing.

That I'd only held on to him because I was scared.

But I remembered all too well how badly I didn't want to let go.

And even more clearly, how badly I didn't want him to let go of me.

I swore I'd stay away from Daniel, not look at him, not remember the way his

hands had held me in the water.

But the moment I saw his wet body, mine betrayed me all over again.

I had no idea just how close I was about to get to him again.

Sylvia, sit down!

Daniel, hold her! When the storm hit, it wasn't only the waves that frightened

me. I was afraid I'd end up too close to him again.

Every jolt of the boat threw me straight against Daniel. I tried to get up, tried

to pull away, but with every wave, I felt less fear and more of the way my

body responded to him.

At some point, I stopped fighting it, and that scared me more than the storm.

When the storm was finally over, I should have felt relieved, but what

scared me wasn't that we'd almost crashed.

What scared me was that, at some point, I'd stopped fighting him.

Are you okay?

I wanted to tell him I was fine.

I wanted to believe it had all ended with the storm.

But then I saw my wet underwear in Daniel's hand and realized that, for

him, this was only the beginning. I was trying to save our marriage, trying to

convince myself I still wanted my husband, not his son. What's going on

with you tonight? You keep pulling away from me like I'm a stranger.

I was the one who reached for Leon, the one who told him...

Everything he wanted to hear. That's not true.

I want you, Leon.

Daniel could hear every breath I took.

I came to Daniel to get my underwear back and put an end to this once and for

all. But the moment he pinned me against the rock, my body forgot every boundary.

Give me back my underwear.

I was still trying to resist.

Trying to remind myself that only a few hours earlier, I'd been in my husband's

arms.

But one touch from Daniel made me feel more than I should ever have allowed

myself to feel.

I walked out, said no.

But instead, I lost control around him.

Are you here?

What?

Daniel?

What the hell are you doing?

Jesus, Dad, I just wanted privacy.

Sorry.

Thought your stepmother might be down here.

Haven't seen her.

I'm fighting my own body, and somehow I have a feeling this isn't over yet.

Daniel had a choice tonight.

He could have let his father find us both.

Instead, he protected the secret, which meant he'd decided to keep having one.

The

connection

is down. Looks like we're stranded here.

Stranded. The words should have terrified me.

Instead, all I felt was his hand tightening around mine, like he'd been

waiting for exactly this.

Go. Explore the island, both of you. This'll take all day.

He said it like it cost him nothing.

Like he wasn't handing me exactly what I was afraid of wanting.

He didn't let go right away, and I didn't pull away as fast as I should

have.

Somewhere behind us was the boat.

My husband.

My whole life, waiting to be repaired.

For once, I didn't wait for a wave, a storm, an excuse.

I chose it myself.

Anyone there?

She didn't figure out what we were doing, did she?

I don't even know who she is.

Hi. But I don't want anyone witnessing my downfall.

I feel something dark rising inside me.

Daniel isn't mine, but I don't want to imagine him with someone else. And

realizing that scares me less than it should.

Leon's arrival snapped me back to reality.

It reminded me that I'm a married woman.

I promised him I'd be faithful.

But what happened on that cliff today was anything but loyalty to my husband.

That's Kate.

We met her on the beach. She got caught in the storm too.

How's the boat?

Still not fixed.

I'll try again tomorrow.

A wave hit the boat from the side and it flipped over.

I ended up underwater and got really scared.

I was completely alone.

We're sitting here like this is some ordinary family trip.

Like we're not trapped on this island.

Like nothing is happening between Daniel and me.

And yet I can't stand watching Kate flirt with him as if she has any right

to.

My husband is sitting just a few feet away from me, but right now I can't

think about him.

Daniel.

Terrified.

I'm afraid to look him in the eyes. He saw everything.

I betrayed him.

And he's standing there like he isn't surprised.

Like he's already passed judgment.

I suspected it.

I saw the way you two looked at each other.

This trip was supposed to be your test.

Sylvia, you confirmed my worst fears.

I thought I was hiding it well.

But it was all so obvious.

For days I'd been fighting myself.

And all that time, I was being tested.

Watched. Studied.

This island was a trap.

Dammit, I deliberately sabotaged the boat just to find out the truth. I kept

hoping you weren't just some cheap slut. That I'd been wrong about you all along.

So the lack of signal was a trick too? We could have gotten off this island?

How did everything fall apart so fast?

A few minutes ago, Daniel was kissing me.

And now everything is out in the open.

And my husband is shaking me like a broken doll.

We can still save our marriage.

If you agree to one condition. We're leaving tomorrow morning.

I'm calling for a boat right now.

You're never going to see Daniel again.

It's the only way to save our marriage. I can't choose between Leon and Daniel.

Not now. I'm completely drained after tonight.

And I can't let them fight over me.

It feels like everything I've built my life around is coming undone.

The boat will be here tomorrow morning.

By then I'll have my answer.

But why do you even want to save our marriage?

You're my wife.

We were happy.

And if we can get through this, we can be happy again.

And you won't hold any of this against me?

You'll just forget it ever happened?

What am I supposed to do?

Choose my husband and try to piece our broken marriage back together?

Or choose Daniel?

I have no idea what he's thinking.

All I know is that I can't control myself when I'm around him.

By morning, there will be no turning back.

Remember when I told you you'd have to make a choice?

Even now, exhausted as I am, my body still reacts to him.

I feel warmth everywhere his skin touches mine.

My thighs tense.

Like they remember him being between them not that long ago.

I never should have asked you to choose.

I love you.

I have since the moment I first saw you.

He loves me?

How did things get this far?

When did all this passion turn into something real?

And why does hearing it hurt so much?

You shouldn't have to choose someone because you're under pressure.

Or because you're afraid?

For the first time, there's more than passion in his kiss.

There's tenderness.

Just for a moment.

But I feel safe.

I know what I have to do.

I don't have a single doubt about my choice.

Tonight was a storm that tore through my entire life.

Now I have to figure out what's left and start rebuilding.

You chose him?

I choose myself.

Maybe it's the only choice that makes any sense.

I need time to put my life back together.

to understand what I feel, what my body wants, what my heart wants.

Just seeing his name on the page makes my heart race.

Months apart haven't erased him from my memory.

I still remember his touch, his kisses, who I was when I was with him. I smile

and look up from the note.

In the distance, near the edge of the surf, I see a familiar silhouette.

It's Daniel.

I know it is.

He's too far away for me to see his eyes, but somehow I know he's looking at

me.