Can three people really love each other?
All I wanted was to find some peace.
To find myself again.
Falling in love wasn’t part of that plan.
But everything changed the day I met them.
Gabe and Michael.
So different.
And yet together, they are perfect.
I can’t decide which one I love more.
And maybe I don’t have to.
Because they both love me too.
Can three people really love each other?
Or was it the air of the island messing with our hearts and minds?
