2.22- What's Real

The trees gave way to open grass again, and then another path along the other side of the island, but this time the cliffs disappeared, leading them to a small but perfect bay. It was hard to track their progress, but she guessed they were now across from his house, on the other side of the island. This beach is like something out of a travel brochure, with white sand and rolling hills obscuring the view,

Gives an impression of isolation. Even for this part of the city, the water was the purest blue-green she had ever seen. He stopped the bike but didn't turn off the engine right away, so it continued to rattle between her legs and under her, firing barbs of consciousness into Amy's body, making her want to take action based on previous feelings that had been tormenting her ever since she got to his office

And to realize that everything that had driven her into Victor's arms was still between them, equally urgent and undeniable. But Amy wasn't that woman anymore. Her life has changed