28 - The fate of Ayra

When Daphne said she would accompany me to the private hot springs of the Valakys family, I never imagined we'd end up sharing the same pool—a small natural spring, hidden deep within a cave as white as fresh snow, where the water is so hot it nearly boils on its own. Though, to be fair, I might be making it even hotter just by being here. Daphne stepped in first, completely bare—leaving me with no choice but to follow, despite the crushing weight of embarrassment. Our clothes now rest on smooth, flat stones beside the steaming pool.