Five Sentence Fiction - Vacation

It's been a long time since I have written a Five Sentence Fiction but this piece sparked my imagination and I wanted to get it down. It's just a snippet.

She adjusted the sunglasses on her nose and smiled to herself; she could rest now and kick back, the worst was over.

She opened her book and something fell out, making her jump.

She thought it was a moth of some kind, but it wasn’t, and when she realised what it actually was she wished it had been.

She held up the scrap of paper and looked at the fine print on it; his impeccable handwriting had always made her swoon – it had been one of the things that had hooked her.

But now it filled her with rage and she scrunched it up, rolling it tight between her fingers, tears welling up; his words wouldn’t sway her now, it was too late, she was long gone.