C88 Chapter 88
Melia's pov
A soft sigh escaped me as I stood on the balcony of our suite, watching the vibrant colors play across the horizon. The morning air carried a certain melancholy, a bittersweet reminder that our time here was drawing to a painful close.
Sunlight streamed through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows of our suite, casting golden patterns on the polished floor. I stood by the window
