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Elara We arrived at our destination late at night. We were just so tired that we went right to sleep. The following day, when I woke up, Zuriel wasn't in bed with me. I stretched and inspected the room we'd be staying in for the week. The suite is elegant. It has tall glass windows that give us a perfect view of the island. I can see the blue ocean and sand. We are surrounded by clear waters, and the air is fresh. There is a knock on the door, and four servants in neat uniforms walk in with smiles. A tall man with a mustache steps forward and bows. He then introduces the other servants. There are two house cleaners, one chef, and a supervisor. "Have you seen my husband?" I ask. "Yes, he is discussing with the manager of the resort," he says. I nod and go to the b