She took another sip from her glass. It was so nice to be here, she thought, as she breathed in the salty sea air. Finally she could stop running. The feeling of peace had escaped her for so long, but now it at last had found her.
It had been quite the journey for her to get here. She had some heart stopping moments, thinking surely she wouldn’t be able to escape, but she did. She made it to her own little paradise. No one would find her here, not on this remote island.
When she first came she laid really low, kept to herself, but now she was feeling confidence build up inside her. She thought she may venture out into the only town nearby. Finding herself running out of necessary provisions really gave her no choice. She knew she had to venture out.
Shaking off any lingering thoughts of doubt, she let peace envelope her. This was her home now. This place was so far off the beaten path, she would be fine. She highly doubted that anyone in this town would have heard about her in the news. Stepping into her boat she started to row. All she had to do was remember her new identity. Tanya was her name now. Anna was no more.