Kate sipped hers and she gasped with surprise. The rum had been poured in at about the same rate as the coke, making it much stronger than she'd expec...ed or was used to. She sat out on the balcony and carried on drinking, the combination of the heat and the drink making her relax as she sank deeper into the chair and lifted her legs onto the railing.Paul finished unpacking the suitcases and walked through the sliding doors to find her asleep again. He nudged her awake, not wanting her to burn. She said, "you just wait there. i'll come over and answer that dare." i was smiling and in my mind i told myself "nah, it wont happen". since its almost 2am and i was pretty worn out from the morning pyshio session, i decided to sleep.i was awakened by the sound of an opened door. i thought its just the nurse getting my vitals on hourly interval. i didnt really bother to wake up so i kept my eyes shut. then i heard someone sat on the chair beside my bed. now at this point, i thought hey, no one. Ha amindhi attha ani adiganu tanu am chastunav ani adigindhi nenu ha am laydhu padukuntunaga ani ananu Nuv cover chaskoku anti e pani me mummy ki call chayala ani adigindhi nenu sorry attha please ne dagara dachadaniki am laydhu nuvu antay naku eshtam attha ne figure chustay naku mind kuda pani chayadhu ala untav nuvu mari nenu am chayali ani ananuAttha: vayli kindha paduko ani andhinenu: attha please avari tho chapaku please ani adiganuattha: mundu nenu chapindhi chai ani andhinenu: kindhaki. It didn’t have a name anywhere on it, but Bea knew it was from Chris. She quickly reread it for hidden meaning. She thought of yesterday, was she supposed to be the princess and he the knight? If so, that means he thinks she’s beautiful…or does he think her nose is read and her face splotchy? And if it is them, does he think she’s a crybaby? Or maybe it’s not even supposed to be them, and it’s just a story. Either way, it didn’t seem like something Chris Stanwick would write, she had always.