Mariam’s POV
By the time we reached the cabins, I was completely soaked.
Anthony parked in a secluded spot with a view of the lagoon, from where we could also see the private chalets.
We got out of the car, and, maybe with Artemis’ complicity, I started running toward the lake.
“Mariam? What are you doing?” Anthony shouted when he saw me running away from him.
I didn’t respond and kept running. He quickly followed, starting a chase that gained momentum as he failed to catch me.
I ran, feeling free and carefree, as if all the worries of the world and my life were left behind, and this beautiful sunny spot, sprinkled with the lake’s reflection, was the only place that existed.
I laughed every time I frustrated Anthony’s attempts to catch me. The race became more intense, and I began u
