Chapter 61 The Dream Was Over

• Ariana's POV
• I exited the bustling living room and stepped into the courtyard, instantly drawn to the expansive swimming pool, its azure waters glimmering gently in the sunlight. I admired it with delight, crouching down to dip my fingers into the water, only to discover it was surprisingly warm. The Sartres truly know how to savor life.
• Suddenly, I heard footsteps approaching from behind. Afraid my undignified moment would be witnessed, I quickly straightened up and turned to find Figaro.