The sunlight filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting a warm glow on the bedroom floor.

Debra rubbed her eyes and sat up in bed, her long hair slightly messy. Her bare face still had traces of sleep.

Her phone's ringtone woke her up. She picked it up and saw a task notification from the production team, instructing her and Juan to meet at the beach by eight o'clock.

Debra got out of bed and walked to her closet, choosing a simple white T-shirt and jeans. Her figure made even the most ordinary clothes look stylish.

Downstairs, Juan was already dressed and waiting in the living room. He wore a dark shirt with the collar slightly open, looking casual yet elegant.

When they saw each other, both were visibly surprised.

Juan had never seen Debra dressed so casually. Her natural look didn't make her appear haggard; instead, it added a touch of purity, making her seem like an angel who had accidentally wandered into the mortal world. "Morning," Debra said.

She noticed the camera in front of her and immediately put on a smile. "Morning. Have you had breakfast?"

Juan pressed his lips together. "I just got up."

"Oh."

tense again. Debra knew

fridge. All the food has been taken away. If you're hungry, I can

replied, only for her

his phone. Debra glanced at the nearby clock, realizing they didn't have much time. She quickly grabbed Juan's hand to stop him from making the call. "Let's go see what the

didn't want to waste time, and Juan

had just answered the phone but heard the beeping sound, was puzzled. He looked at the caller ID

It was indeed Juan.

Mr. Nichols hang up?'

the end, he quietly put his

Juan followed the instructions from the production team and

island wasn't

peak seasons. The streets looked rather monotonous, but

en

dragging Juan by the arm, running down

have fifteen minutes left. We're

was in a rush

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