(Fabian's POV)
"Good, they prepared it exactly like I asked them to. Perfect," I mumbled, looking at the video sent by the resort staff. As expected of professionals like them. When I decided to confess my feelings to Myra last night, I instantly knew how and where I wanted to tell her.
I have two private resorts in Esteria. One was a villa, where I had already taken Myra to uplift her mood on the evening of the banquet. And the other one is a relatively small, cosy place situated on the outskirts of Esteria. Apart from me, no one in my close acquaintances knows about this place owned by me. Not even my grandfather.
I stumbled upon that small beach house on my twentieth birthday. I was in college at that time. Grandpa specifically asked me to return to the Clan house so he could celebrate the day with me. He said he wanted to have a small family dinner. I thought it was going to be just the two of us. So, I agreed, but it wasn't what I was expecting.
