The sun hung high in the azure sky, casting a golden glow over Isla del Carmen. I lay on a hammock strung between two palm trees, eyes closed, a gentle breeze ruffling my hair. For the first time in what felt like forever, I felt truly at peace—this was the dream come true, the culmination of years of longing and hard work.
Earlier, I had just met with her foster grandparents, sharing the joyous news that I had finally claimed the island my late father had left. Their smiles and warm embraces made my heart swell with happiness.
But that serenity was shattered by a sudden presence. I opened my eyes to see Leon, the new general manager, approaching her with a serious expression. He seemed out of place amid the tranquil paradise.
Leon paused a few feet away and pulled out his phone. His voice was low but urgent as he spoke into it.
"I just received a call from the lawyer. There's something wrong with the deed of transfer for Isla del Carmen."
