Amelie’s POV
“Holy F**k, Amelie,” Tiff exclaimed. “This place is unreal.” She expressed as we entered my room at Nathan’s.
“I know, right?” I responded.
There was a box on the bed for each of us. We unwrapped them.
“Bathing suits?” Tiff asked.
“Yes, we have a pool upstairs,” I answered.
“Oooo…let’s do that first!” Tiff said excitedly.
“Okie dokie smokie,” I agreed.
We quickly changed into our bathing suits and headed upstairs. We’re greeted by a couple of people dressed in spa scrubs.
“Hello?” I said, raising my eyebrows.
“Hello, Miss Amelie,” the woman said, “I’m Judy; this is Fernando. If you need anything, please let us know.”
“Thank you, Trudy,” I smiled.
“Ladies, would you like some fruit smoothies?” Fernando asked.
“Yes, please, Fernando,” I replied.
“I’ll take them to
