My new space looks breathtaking, not even in the least occupied by the king-sized bed against a wall across from the balcony’s windows. I don’t care to take in my new environment, but I do notice the view that’s a sky with shades of blue and white, fog gazing back from the distant mountains.The sight reminds me of my Villa. How I would sit on the balcony for hours, listening to the nightingales’ melodies while watching butterflies dance between steel railings.It’s a core memory, but I don’t intend to leave it that way for a long time. Just as I don’t want to make memories of this place too, as I’m unsure what this is about.Yivlen prepares a bath before I sink into the warm water and revel in its glee.It has been so long since I enjoyed such simple pleasures. Surely, a year and four months is enough to miss out on many things.“Your dress is set, ma’am, for the party,” Yivlen says, standing on edge at the door, and I regard her awhile.For some reason, I sense a strange tension cou
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