Humid island air shoved against Jadyn Hopper as she disembarked from the airport shuttle. She wiped away beads of sweat from her forehead, and smiled at her first look of the Bellwether Caribbean Resort. The sunlight was like a siren’s call beckoning her forward, and she spread her pale arms in front of her, trying to soak up as many rays a possible.
I can't believe I'm here, she thought, awed.
The open-air lobby was stunning, with an arched entryway leading into a broad space with deep-cushioned chairs and a bar in the center of the room. Brightly-colored birds glided between the exposed wooden beams of the rafters, repeating the same three-note melody to each other. She wanted to lift a hand and have one of them perch on her fingers like a princess in a cartoon. The resort was so beaut
