Helen's POV:
After having lunch, I went back to the hotel room upstairs with George.I got up early this morning to
catch the plane and learned how to swim when we arrived at the hotel.
The day wasn't done, but I was already exhausted.
And now, I was full and yawning.I could barely keep my eyes open.
George chuckled.
"Sleepy already?"
The next second, he lifted me up and carried me to bed as he whispered, "Let's go to sleep."
His voice sounded so soothing that I wrapped my hands around his neck, buried my face in his
embrace, and drifted into sleep.By the time I woke up again, it was already afternoon.
George was working in the study.
Even on vacation, he was still slaving away with work.
"Are you feeling better now?"
He looked into my eyes and smiled.
"Yup!"
George turned off his laptop, stood up, and took me out to bask in the sunset.This was the first time
that we strolled by the sea without thinking about work.
Thus, we both relaxed ourselves.We didn't go back to the hotel until it was dark.When we entered the
hotel lobby, I saw Josie and Jane sitting together.
George took one glance at them before looking away.He placed his arm around my shoulder and led
me upstairs.
"Let's go to another place.Squeezing time for this honeymoon wasn't easy for both of us.I don't want it
to be ruined because of irrelevant people," he remarked.
Though I felt distressed about Jane's sudden appearance, I countered, "There's no need for that.If they
were really here for us, it won't make any difference which hotel we go, because they'll find us anyway."
As long as they didn't stir up trouble, I could pretend that they didn't exist.
Moments later, the hotel staff brought us the food we ordered.
George and I were sitting by a simple table beside the swimming pool for our late dinner.He had
specially lit some candles for the dinner.
The swimming pool was shimmering from the candlelight, and the surging sea could be seen in the
distance.
When we looked up, we could see the night sky and enjoy the romance of being finally alone with each
other.
After dinner, George put his arms around my waist and pulled me into his arms before kissing me.He
had his other hand on the back of my head as he kissed me passionately.His kiss was so addicting that
I eventually gave in.
Pretty soon, he carried me back to the bed, and he was all I could see.We had sex almost all night
long.
George and I didn't get up from the bed until it was almost noon the next day.
For the second day of their trip, we went mountain climbing.
Behind the hotel, there was this mountain with a seemingly endless forest.
People could either climb the mountain or ride a cable car to the summit.I didn't like sports, and I
especially hated the idea of hiking.
Thus, I grabbed George's clothes while we were still at the foot of the mountain and said, "Honey, can
we just ride the cable car up the mountain?"
"Nope.The mountain looks high, but it won't take long before we can get to the summit.Besides, you
could use some exercises, George replied firmly.
"But I'm tired! I don't want to climb the mountain."
I stared at the winding mountain road.My legs trembled before we could even begin the trek.
"If you feel like you can’t walk anymore, I'll carry you." George held my hand, unwilling to give in.
With no other choice, I accepted my fate and let him lead me up the mountain.It was actually a lot
easier than I thought it would be.
The mountain forest was lush, and the air was fresh.
From time to time, a breeze would go by, cooling down my body.
Worried that I wouldn't be able to continue with the trek, George made sure to stop and rest with me
every once in a while.
Around three hours later, we finally reached the mountaintop.
Up there, I saw a glass bridge connecting the peak we were on to another one.It was at least three
hundred meters long and it hung in midair.
Below the glass bridge, there was a dense jungle deep in the valley, making it look quite exciting.
The cable car and the way down the mountain were in opposite directions.
So, if we wanted to go down, we'd have to go through the glass bridge.I had regained some of my
strength, and I actually wanted to experience walking along the glass bridge.
"George, let's try it out!"
I held his hand, wanting to go with him to the bridge.But to my surprise, he wouldn't move.
Confused, I looked up at him and found that he seemed terrified.His head was basting in sweat, and I
could tell that he was scared.I looked ahead at the glass bridge, unable to resist the urge to laugh at
him.
It turned out that he also had his fair share of fears.
George gave off this vibe that no matter the situation, he could handle it with a level head.I had never
seen him this scared, and I was kind of curious why he felt afraid.
"You should try walking along the bridge, George.It's pretty safe.You'll see!"
I went on the glass bridge ahead of him, and looked back, hoping he'd follow.
Even so, George remained in place, reluctant to go.
"If you want, you can hold my hand.The road may look dangerous, but it's not.If you're that scared, just
don't look down.Maybe walking through this glass bridge can help you overcome your fear of heights!"
I walked back to his side and held his hand.I noticed that his palm was wet.
It was easy to tell that he was really scared.I encouraged him gleefully.
At last, I found something to laugh at about him, and it pleased me so much.
George held my hand tightly as we moved along the glass road.He looked stiff and his jaw tightened.
He was far too scared to look down, and he was focusing on the distant sky.
Upon seeing how pale he was, I stopped joking and picked up the pace to drag him to the other side of
the bridge.It was only a few minutes away, but it felt like a long walk.
Once we had crossed the glass bridge, George ran to the nearest trash can and threw up.
Meanwhile, I stood beside him, opened a water bottle, and handed it to him.
"I'm so sorry.I didn't know that you were scared of heights."
He had never mentioned this to me before.
Our condo unit was a penthouse, so it was on the top floor, and he seemed perfectly alright the entire
time we lived there.He didn't act scared whenever he was in an airplane, and he didn't seem afraid at
the hotel either.
Why did he feel scared to be up here? If I had known this would happen, I would've insisted that we
went down the mountain along the same route.
George waved his hand weakly.He seemed to be faring a little better now, but he was still in a bad
condition.He said, "It's fine.As long as I'm not hanging in midair, ! won't react this way.Heights don't
really scare me.It's the specific environment.Back when I was a child, I had an accident in a cable car,
and I had to wait to be rescued in the sky for six whole hours.The cable car was made of glass.That's
why I was against riding a cable car and walking through the glass bridge."
I couldn't imagine how painful it must've been to be trapped in a cable car for six long hours.
The incident must've traumatized him, and I could tell that he still hadn't gotten over it.I hugged him,
feeling both guilty and distressed.
"Let's never climb a mountain again."
Once George felt better, we went down the mountain.
It was so much easier to go down than to hike up a mountain.We walked slowly and cautiously.I really
wanted to take some photos on the glass bridge.
Taking wedding photos in midair was so romantic an idea to me.
Seemingly having read my mind, George suggested all of a sudden, "The photographer showed me a
few sample wedding photos.They were taken here.We can also have our pictures taken here if you
like."
I was tempted at first, but the thought of him being so scared made me give up on the idea.
"Forget it.I don't want to climb the mountain anymore."
By the time we returned to the hotel, it was already dark.I took a shower, and then I lay on the bed,
exhausted.I thought George would also rest, but to my surprise, he still had the energy to work.
After taking a nap for an hour, I had recovered a little.
When I got up from the bed, my entire body felt sore.
The moment I walked into the study, I found George having a video conference.
He lowered the volume of his laptop just to make sure that he wouldn't wake me up.
Since he was so focused on his work, I decided not to bother him.I quietly closed the door, and
intended to walk around by myself.
On the private beach of the hotel, a party was being held and there was a band performing.
Many guests were holding beer bottles and glasses of liquor.
Some of them were chatting among themselves, and others were dancing to the band’s music.
The atmosphere was quite lively.l ordered a glass of juice and sat down to watch the festivities.
The ambiance of the lively place actually relaxed me.
Just then, Jane approached me.
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