The hotel is built around some of the natural geothermal hotsprings like the one Belle and I soaked in yesterday. The mainevent room was designed with that selling point in mind,featuring floor to ceiling windows that look out on the naturalpools and towering lava rock formations. Steam ripples off thewater like clouds and reveals subtle designs etched into theunbroken panes of glass.
“Being here is more than enough,” she continues. “You don’tneed to get me anything else. The last few days here havebeen… They’ve been the best gift I’ve ever received.”
Her eyes are glassy with emotion. I know she means it.
“Sorry about what?” she asks, frowning.
I reach into my pocket and pull out a flat, rectangular blackbox. “That I wasted my money on
