As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, the city of Wellington, New Zealand, began to stir. Nestled among the bustling streets was a quaint café, a sanctuary of warmth and comfort amidst the city's hustle and bustle.
In walked Thi, a striking figure with fiery red hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of flames. Her blue eyes, as deep and captivating as the Pacific Ocean, scanned the café, a hint of anticipation in her gaze. The only daughter of a prominent upper-class family, Thi was known for her elegance and charm, yet beneath her refined exterior was a spirit yearning for something more.
At the same moment, the café door swung open again, admitting a burst of cool morning air and a woman whose presence demanded attention. Karolyn, a blonde beauty with a rebellious streak, sauntered in, her hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. As the heiress to the wealthiest man in New Zealand, she had it all, yet she sought freedom, a life untethered by expectations.
As fate would have it, their paths crossed. A collision of coffee cups, a shared laugh, an electric connection. From that moment, their lives would never be the same.
