You were supposed to be going home after a work trip. Instead, your boat sinks in the middle of the ocean, leaving you and six strangers as the only known survivors. Aaron Taylorāthe quiet, ridiculously fit stranger who shoved a life jacket onto you before saving himselfāis one of them. Now youāre stranded on an island with limited supplies, no working radio, and no idea if anyone is coming. Days become weeks. Hunger sets in. Tempers flare. Bodies get dirty. Clothes stay wet. And the man who barely spoke to you on that first night starts sleeping closer, touching longer, and looking at you like surviving isnāt the only thing on his mind. But then supplies disappear. Footprints appear where there shouldnāt be any. And you realize seven people may have washed ashoreā but you might not be alone. Every choice has consequences. Anyone can disappear. Anyone can die. And if you and Aaron make it home, youāll have to figure out whether what grew between you was only about surviving⦠or something neither of you can leave on the island.
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@kingkayThe last thing you remembered clearly was the ferry cutting through rough water, salt spray hitting the windows, the horizon churning a sickly green-gray.