Distracted

Chapter 179 – Estela POV

The sky is the color of champagne, tinged with lazy golds and faint blush pinks as the sun starts to rise over the horizon. I watch it from the balcony of our private villa—glass walls, sleek cream furniture, a private pool below, and the sound of the sea lapping somewhere in the distance. This resort is the kind of place that makes you forget you're still on Earth and not a beautiful fairytale.

I sip from a flute of fresh pineapple juice, toes curled against the warm tiles. Below me, the water glitters like liquid topaz. The wind is soft and salted, carrying the scent of hibiscus and expensive sunscreen. Every detail here has been curated to perfection. Luxury, indulgence, peace.

But Daphne doesn't look at any of it.