Claire's POV
Later in the afternoon, we headed to the resort's luxury spa for massages that Raquel had insisted were absolutely essential for a proper girls' day. The spa was a tranquil oasis nestled among tropical gardens, with open-air treatment rooms that allowed the sound of ocean waves and gentle trade winds to enhance the relaxation experience.
As we settled into our massage beds, the tension I'd been carrying in my shoulders and neck since last night's dinner began to slowly ease under the skilled hands of the therapists. The scent of frangipani and coconut oil filled the air, creating an atmosphere so peaceful that for the first time in hours, I felt my mind begin to quiet.
"This is exactly what I needed," Raquel murmured from the bed beside mine, her voice already drows
