Book 2, Chapter 9: Wishful Thinking

**Brielle**

I was still stunned. I was gawking at the murky blue waters in front of me. A school of fish passed by the windows. Then, a small ‘click’ sound brought me out of my catatonic state.

“This picture is perfect! I am going to frame this,” Lucius teased, putting his phone away in his suit pocket. “Your face was priceless! You weren’t expecting this.” My response was a murderous glare.

“Oh