The breeze slipping through my window carried that ocean-salt scent I was slowly getting addicted to. The morning felt quieter than usual, almost like even the island knew we needed a lazy start. I stretched on the bed, not ready to face the world yet, but too awake to drift back to sleep.
A soft knock eventually stirred me, followed by Sophia’s voice through the door. “Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty. We’re hiking today! You have ten minutes to look hot and functional. Move!”
I groaned but smiled. Functional and hot? Challenge accepted.
Minutes later, we were all gathered outside the villa, kitted up for a trek. The path we took wound through lush trails, occasionally offering postcard-worthy views of cliffs meeting turquoise water.
Jay stood in front, dramatically tying a bandana aro
