I nestled comfortably in his arms, listening to his descriptions. It was my first time here, so everything felt novel.

"Is there anything delicious to eat here?" I asked.

"Of course. When did my baby become such a foodie?" He nibbled on my earlobe, and I instinctively recoiled, giggling.

I whispered softly in his ear, "I don’t see any chaos here.”

He laughed and kissed me. "Everything always looks more glamorous on the surface.”

I immediately understood his underlying message. But I felt content and safe with him by my side.

When we arrived at the hotel, I was even more amazed. The beauty here was intoxicating. I had seen plenty of subtropical landscapes, but this place left me speechless.

As we got out of the cars, Atlas said to Arnold, "You take care of them."

Arnold was clearly very familiar with this place. And to my surprise, the people here spoke a language I understood.

The hotel was by the sea, with detached guesthouses. Atlas didn't bother about the others and took me