By evening, the resort had completely transformed.
Colorful lights glowed along the edges of the pool, music played softly from hidden speakers, and laughter filled the air. People lounged with drinks, dipped their feet in the water, or splashed playfully under the night sky.
Izzy stood by one of the lounge chairs, adjusting the light blue wrap tied around her waist. Under it was a simple but elegant bikini
nothing loud, nothing showy, but it fit her perfectly. She hadn’t planned to swim, but after a day of meetings, the cool water looked tempting.
Maya’s voice echoed in her head: “Confidence is power. Let him see what he lost.”
So, she took off the wrap, dropped it neatly on the chair, and walked toward the pool.
A few people turned to look... even the women smiled in quiet admira
