Chapter 180-A Sour Sight
Helanie:
It was a beautiful beach hidden in a peaceful place. The sand was soft and golden, and the sea was clear, shining in many shades of blue. The water was so calm, gently touching the shore, and the air was warm with a light breeze. Tall palm trees stood along the beach, their leaves moving softly in the wind, making relaxing sounds.
I had stepped out of the car with Norman behind me, and instead of heading over to see my hut, I walked straight to the water.
The cold wind was blowing my hair all over the place. I wore blue skinny jeans and a purple top with my purple sweater. I always washed this sweater and wore it back.
"It is so calming out here," I spread my arms and giggled. I wondered if I had given up on my life, would I have been able to witness victories and visit places like these?
"It is," Norman replied, and I put my arms down.
"Thank you for giving me a ride," I mumbled. He only gave me a head nod and then started walking toward the huts.
On the beach, there were many small huts made of wood, each one special and charming. The roofs were covered with straw, giving them a traditional look. The walls were a mix of light wood and smooth stone, with big windows so people could enjoy the view of the blue sea and the colorful sky at sunset. These huts were built on stilts, raised above the water like small houses on the sea. I could tell this was a good tourist spot, but it had been booked just for us for a few days. That made it even more beautiful.
I could tell the others were still sleeping, so I was excited to wake them up and surprise them.