CHAPTER 27: DINNER

Greyson and I spent the remaining time building his sand castle. When we went back to the villa to change clothes, Greyson told me that he wanted to take an amble nearby the beach.

"You should tell your dad first."

So right after we ate snacks and rested for a bit, Greyson rushed to his father, who's reading a newspaper in the living room.

"Dad! I want to walk around the island! Is that alright?"

He smiled subtly and stood up. "Of course. I'll come with you."

"Sure! Cleo will come with us too! We want to take pictures everywhere!"

His smile disappeared in the blink of an eye. And it's not just that. His face also puckered. But what made me really appalled was when he went back to sitting.

"Is that so? Have fun, then."

Greyson frowned. "Why? Don't you want to come with us now?"

He lets out a laugh that I'm certain is fake as hell. "I suddenly feel tired, buddy. Perhaps it's because of all the surfing that I did. Don't worry, I'll follow you guys once my legs aren't sore anym