The moment I stepped into my room, I stopped dead in my tracks.
The entire far wall was made of glass, stretching from floor to ceiling, revealing an uninterrupted view of the ocean. The sun was setting, casting a golden glow across the endless waves, and for a second, I forgot how to breathe.
It was... stunning.
The kind of view that made you stop thinking about everything else—the past, the future, the unfortunate airplane incident—and just exist.
I walked forward slowly, as if the scenery might vanish if I moved too fast. The balcony doors were slightly open, letting the salty breeze roll in, ruffling the sheer white curtains like something out of a dreamy travel commercial.
With a small smile, I pushed the doors open fully and stepped outside.
Hawaii.
Hawaii.
It still di
