Sophia followed the waiter through a winding path lined with lush greenery, the sound of birds chirping softly in the background. The sun was warm but not scorching, and the air carried a faint scent of blooming flowers. They finally stopped at a beautiful wooden building, tucked neatly beside the natural hot springs. Steam rose gently from the springs, curling like soft whispers into the afternoon air.
“This is the place, Mrs. Evans,” the waiter said with a polite smile. “Please take your time and enjoy.”
Sophia thanked her and stepped inside. The interior was calm and soothing. The soft murmur of running water echoed through the space, and everything smelled of lavender and eucalyptus. A kind-faced attendant greeted her warmly.
“Welcome. You’ll begin with a soak in our hot springs,” t
