The West was everything it was rumored to be and more. It was a beach resort with luxury cottages overlooking the sea. When Zaria arrived, it felt as though she was on a whole other planet. There was no way she was still in Olphire.
A beautiful woman in a white business suit and red lipstick that matched her manicure received her.
"Mr. West will join you soon. Please wait here." She led her to a gazebo outside one of the cottages, where she could see the sea clearly. It was nearly hypnotising.
"Would you like a snack while you wait for Mr. West? A blueberry muffin perhaps?" The woman asked with a kind smile.
"Huh?"
"If you are not in the mood for one, I can bring you a sundae. Or whatever you would like to have. You name it, I'll bring it." She paused and added, "Oh, we also have wine with zero alcohol content."
