We arrived after a five-hour journey. I had a tough time throughout the flight, but luckily, we flew on Martin's jet.
We were in Cancun. What a beautiful place!
We stood at the resort's reception.
Martin was checking us in. The resort was huge, with coconut trees around the pool area, and in front of the pool, you could see the sea; its water was very blue, almost turquoise. I couldn't wait to go there.
"Ready to go?" Martin pulled me out of my world.
"Sure." He smiled and hugged me, then we kissed.
"Are you feeling better?"
"A little, there's nothing better than sparkling water," I said and smiled at him.
We took the elevator and headed to our room.
Our room was, as expected, a blue and white suite, with bamboo chairs with blue cushions. In the corner of the room, there was a hot
