Kana followed Emma into the resort, her steps slow and cautious as her senses absorbed everything around her.
Despite the eerie tension lingering in the air, the Happy Summer Memories Resort itself was stunning.
Ivory stone paths wove gracefully between tall palm trees, and elegant white structures stood lined along the shoreline, their glass windows glimmering in the soft sunlight.
The faint scent of salt and jasmine hung in the breeze, making the place look like a paradise untouched by trouble.
But the feeling was deceptive. The unease gnawing at Kana's chest only grew stronger with every step.
Emma led her into one of the larger villas and handed her a neatly folded outfit. Kana blinked as she unfolded it—her eyes widening slightly.
It was the same revealing attire Emma was wearing: soft, thin fabric that draped delicately over the body, barely covering enough to be called clothing.
