Chapter 33
After breakfast—loud, messy, and full of stolen bites and unfinished arguments—they finally stepped out of the hotel together, the morning sun now fully awake. “Okay,” Roxy said, slipping on her sunglasses. “Now this is the day I’ve been waiting for.” “You’ve been waiting for every part of this trip,” Cayden pointed out. “And I’ll keep waiting,” she replied effortlessly. A car was already waiting for them at the entrance, arranged earlier that morning. “Spa time,” Brax said, opening the door. “Let’s see what Bali is really about.” The drive was calmer than the night before. Sunlight revealed everything they couldn’t see in the dark—lush greenery, quiet temples tucked into corners, and narrow roads lined with art shops and cafés. Eleanor leaned slightly toward the window, taking it a
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