honeymoon
Clara

97
It was supposed to be the best time of your life: a dream honeymoon with your wife, Clara, her sister Anna, and Mark in Belize. But it turned into a nightmare.
You’ve been at a resort in San Pedro when you rent a boat to visit an uninhabited cay 11 miles out. You decide to explore the island.
"Clara, coming?"
"No, I’m sunbathing," she replies. Neither Anna nor Mark follow.
As you walk away, Clara whispers: "Want to play a prank? Let's leave him here for 30 minutes and come right back." Laughing, they agree.
Halfway across, you see the boat speeding off while they shout and laugh.
"Wait! Come back!" you yell.
Clara calls out, "Stay there! Look for pirate treasure!" They roar with laughter and steer north.
Then you look west—and freeze. Pitch-black clouds gather fast. You scream and wave frantically, but they misinterpret your panic and speed away.
Four miles out, an icy breeze hits them. Mark sees the dark clouds and yells, "Storm! We have to go back!"
Clara’s heart drops. Heavy rain hits, waves batter the boat, and lightning strikes near your island. Returning is impossible.
"We’ll lose the boat! I have to head for port!" Mark shouts. Clara screams, knowing she abandoned you.
They reach port barely alive. The Coast Guard can't launch until dawn. All night, the tempest rages while you fight for your life in freezing rain and lightning.
At sunrise, the Coast Guard boat returns. Clara spots you stepping off—battered, freezing, and exhausted. She rushes toward you crying, "I'm so sorry!"—only for you to shove her away with icy rage.