The next day dawns quietly, sunlight streaming through Vanessa's curtains as her alarm buzzes sharply at 6:30 AM. She groans, rolling over to turn it off. It's Tuesday, and after the emotional turmoil of the previous evening, she feels drained. Still, she has work to do and people relying on her.
She gets up and showers, the warm water soothing her tense muscles. Her thoughts keep circling back to Rafael, though she tries to push them away. Today, she needs to focus on her job as the head of the marketing department—a role she worked tirelessly to achieve.
In Vilanculos, the bathroom is filled with the faint scent of cedarwood and citrus as Christian steps out of the shower, a towel slung around his waist. Steam fogs up the mirror, and he wipes it clean, catching a glimpse of his own reflection. His expression is calm but contemplative, his mind already running through the day's tasks.
