Javier’s fantasy was more literal. He had requested to see "the storm that took her." In the real world, Hurricane Helene had been a tragedy of logistics and bad luck. On the Island, it was a physical manifestation of his grief.
Leo and Ben confronted Marcus in the center of the shifting labyrinth. The "ultimate party" had become a trial of honesty. The Island stripped away the bravado, forcing Marcus to admit he wasn't afraid of marriage—he was afraid of becoming his father.
Elena smiled thinly, turning back toward the lush interior of her domain. "They found the truth. On this island, that’s the greatest fantasy of all."