Chapter 16

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Armani Pov

As I followed Hylla deeper into the spa, I couldn't help but stare in awe of our surroundings. The entire place was adorned in white and gold, casting a luxurious island aura. The walls were a stunning display of white marble streaked with veins of gold, forming intricate patterns that seemed to weave a story of elegance and wealth.

We passed by a room filled with an array of tropical birds, their vibrant feathers adding splashes of color to the pristine surroundings. Among them was a magnificent peacock named Lina. Her sparkling feathers caught the light, shimmering with a thousand hues as she strutted and showed off her graceful dance moves. I couldn't resist reaching out to touch her soft, silky feathers, marveling at their beauty.

The spa was bustling with activity, filled with elegantly dressed women in blue suits like Hylla or flowing white dresses that seemed to enhance the ethereal atmosphere.

Turning to Hylla, I couldn't help but notice her striking features. Her warm brown eyes sparkled with intelligence, framed by long curly dark brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. Her initial smile had now faded into a more stoic expression, almost as if she carried a hidden weight.

I turned to Hylla, a brown light skin with long curly dark brown hair that was pulled into a ponytail, which matched her warm brown eyes, she was very pretty.. When we met her, she had a fabulous smile and her face seemed to brighten up with it, but now that I look at her face was stoic and almost sad.

"Hey, I'm Armani." I inwardly facepalmed myself for forgetting she already knew my name.

She turned towards me with her same stoic expression but when she saw my expression she laughed, "Yes, I know your name." she said with a gentle smile, as we continued walking.

"Sorry, the silence was killing me," I admitted sheepishly. "You're very pretty, by the way. I love your hair. You should let it down more. I bet your curls would really accentuate your features."

"Thank you," she replied, a hint of surprise in her voice at my unexpected compliment. "You're quite lovely yourself, and you're about to look even more stunning after this makeover."

"Thanks. So...do you happen to know where C.C. is taking Percy?" I inquired, curious about the mysterious plans for my friend.

Hylla's expression shifted subtly, her features returning to their original stoic demeanor. "Lady C.C. has a different plan for him," she answered cryptically. "But let's get back to the tour. Here is your first stop, the mirror room. This is where you will receive your special treatment."

I glanced towards the room filled with mirrors, feeling a mix of curiosity and confusion. How could mirrors possibly enhance my appearance? Stepping towards the room, I positioned myself in the center, turning to face Hylla who stood at the door.

"Aren't you coming in?" I asked, puzzled by her hesitation.

"No, this room is meant for one person at a time," she explained, slowly closing the door behind me. Before it shut completely, she offered a cryptic warning. "Be careful, Miss Armani." Her words left me with a sense of unease, adding to the growing list of mysterious warnings that seemed to follow me wherever I went.

I did a full spin around the room looking for anything that isn't a mirror and when I got back to my original position. The mirror that was supposed to be there was replaced by a dark wall, which wasn't there before. Weird.

I walked towards the wall, goosebumps formed around my body, as my senses heightened each one of them screaming danger. I stopped just in front of the wall and I felt a cold wind blow harshly against me. Okay, things were starting to get really weird and I really hope this is part of the makeover. Knowing that I didn't have any other place to go, I slowly extended my hand towards the wall and suddenly a hand reached out from the wall and pulled me in. I fell towards the floor and when I quickly turned my head around the mirror room disappeared. What the actual hell!

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