So when I heard Daniel and Eva arrive home last night, I kept myself distracted with videos of Freddie for a while, and after hearing him talk about the Edge of Eden movie, I’m really tempted to watch it. Visually Freddie might look the part, but I can’t imagine someone so sweet and a little shy playing the role of an S&M-loving playboy lawyer.

This morning I’m sitting outside on my terrace, catching some rays in my bikini. It’s still early, so it’s not all that hot and sunny yet, but I’m making the most of my alone time on the terrace.

I worked so hard, to look good in my wedding dress – and my honeymoon bikini – but it still doesn’t feel like enough. Of course, as women, we’re under a lot of pressure from Instagram and magazines, but I think most of the pressure comes from ourselves and this belief we have that we need to look a certain way. When was the last time you looked at a woman at the beach and thought to yourself: damn, she’d look perfect, if she just lost 6 lbs? No, me neither.

I suspect I don’t need to lose weight, I need to gain confidence, but it’s not always that simple, is it?

I just love the way it smells here, but I can’t quite describe what it smells like. I feel as if, no matter where I am, even if I’m in one of the bars, it smells like outside, like a mixture of the ocean and the trees. I wish I could bottle it up and take it home with me, although I’ll bet it would only give me the post-holiday blues every time I caught a whiff.

The sound of the phone ringing inside catches my attention – not my phone though, the suite phone. It’s the first time I’ve heard it ring, so I hurry inside and answer it with caution.

‘Hello?’

‘Buongiorno, signora,’ a man’s voice says. ‘This is Lorenzo, calling from the hotel. Just to say, you have a visitor here.’

My face tightens with confusion.

‘A visitor?’

‘Sì, a visitor.’

‘Erm, okay, I’ll be right there…’

How on earth do I have a visitor? I am in Italy… on an island!

I grab a black maxi dress and hurry it on over my bikini, before making my way down the hill to the hotel. Fuelled by curiosity, for the first time, I don’t waste any time taking in the view as I usually would.

Could this be Daniel’s weird way of getting to me, on my own, so that we can talk? Normally, I wouldn’t think he would be so sneaky, but it turns out he has this sneaky side I’ve never been aware of.

There’s no sign of Daniel inside the busy hotel lobby, but as I scan the room I do notice a familiar face, although, if I’m being completely honest, it isn’t the face I notice first…

‘Hola,’ Ali screams at the top of her voice as soon as she claps eyes on me.