Chapter 119 Beneath The Surface

• Victoria Bella Volkov:
• One thing I know for sure—this life feels like a dream, but I’m still not sure if I want to wake up from it or keep on sleeping.
• I woke up this morning, the soft lapping of the waves hitting the yacht’s side filling the quiet of the room. The sun had barely started to rise, and through the large windows, I could see the soft pinks and oranges of the sky blending into the deep blue of the sea. It looked perfect, like something out of a movie, but it felt a little too perfect to be real.