The last day we were at the resort in Mexico we ended up getting separated somehow. We were in the water and next thing I knew I woke up on a lawn chair, burnt. Idk how long I was out for. It took me a long time to get back to our room. He wasn't there and I was so worried and crying and then I got mad. "How could he leave me" I thought. I threw all our clothes out into the hallway and someone called security. They took me back down to the pool and he was there. He cried when he saw me
Idk what happened. Idk what happened that day or what happened to the man that cried he was so happy to see me. This was two years ago.
Our entire trip feels muddied by that day. I never told anyone this before