Firefly Glen where the wild things are

They had more in common than she would have guessed. Her mouth felt dry. She wasn't safe like this, alone with some strange man, and she knew that. She wasn't sure when the last time she'd felt truly safe was. Something kept her in place nonetheless.

Is it the ocean? Ana asked before she could stop herself. The island. Foolish to think he even knew the place, but she waited with bated breath nonetheless. Maybe he did. Maybe he would take her there.