Cronan’s POV
The staff of Euphoria did their due diligence.
The private in-ground bath was lined with white candles had various flowers floating in it. It looked fresh and smelled of soothing lavender. The attendant set the bowl of fruits down at the side, instructing us to hit a button when we were ready for our massage. For an average guest, there’d be a time limit but for us, we could go at our own pace.
Violet had stared at it, eyes wide, completely mute.
That was reaction I expected.
“It’s nice, right?” I wondered, watching the attendant leave, securely shutting the door after herself. Nobody would be over to bother us until I hit that button which is what I’d requested. Complete privacy.
Violet parted her lips but couldn’t seem to find the words at f
