The morning sunlight filters through the curtains, gently rousing me from a peaceful sleep. I stretch and yawn, feeling the warmth of the king-sized bed and the comfort of our beachfront abode. Beside me, Liv stirs, and I turn to her with a sleepy smile.
"Good morning, Liv," I murmur.
Liv yawns and stretches too, blinking as she wakes up. "Morning, Em. Ready for another day in paradise?"
I nod, my mind momentarily drifting back to the events of last night, especially the unexpected confrontation with Camila in the kitchen. I can't shake off the discomfort it caused, and I know I need to share it with Liv and Abby.
Before I can say anything, though, there's a soft knock on the door, and Abby's voice filters through.
"Hey, you two sleepyheads, rise and shine! The beach is calling, and
