Layla and Lucius lounged together in a steaming hot bath after the couple spa treatment, their bodies submerged in the soothing warmth of the water. The golden glow of candlelight flickered against the marble walls, casting a soft, romantic hue over the washroom of their suite.
Layla delicately swirled the champagne in her glass before bringing it to her lips, savoring the taste. With a sigh, she set the glass on the platform above, her gaze drifting toward the large window before them.
"The view is breathtaking from here," she murmured. "The snow is still falling."
Lucius, his arms resting along the edges of the tub, tilted his head slightly at her words before turning fully to look outside. Beyond the glass, the dark evening sky stretched infinitely, while delicate snowflakes drifted down like whispers of winter.
