"𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥."
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𝐒𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐈 𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐒 , a 26 year old fashion designer and the younger sister of the official bridezilla of the season. A young lady who left her homet...
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ITS BEEN A COUPLE HOURS since the crew had landed their flight in Cancun and their small roadtrip to Tulum. The scenery behind them was the sun beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the island as they arrived at their connected villas.
The group piled out of the rental van, stretching their legs and taking in the stunning view of the ocean. The villa was a perfect blend of rustic charm and modern luxury, with large windows that offered a panoramic view of the turquoise waters and white sandy beaches.
The group would be staying in the Los Cabos Villa for the two weeks they would be staying in Tulum. The expensive layout was definitely worth the money with the mansion lookalike with interconnected living spaces and private rooms.
The house was huge enough to fit all eight of the guest in the two split living houses. Or so they thought.
"Damn, this where we staying for the next two weeks?" Lyric admired the house, her mouth agape as everyone else unpacked their suitcases from the car.
Saylor followed Lyric's eyes as they roamed the exterior of the house. "Yup, it was surprisingly cheap too. Housing for eight adults for two weeks was chump change."
"I call the second biggest bedroom!" Rilo took her suitcase out of the trunk and bringing it to the ground as all heads turned their attention to the young woman and two male figures stepped out of their house with big smiles on their face.
The woman was dressed in a mid-thigh length floral dress with her hair pulled back in a ponytail with a flower arrangement in her hair. She strutted out of the Villa with her toes being sucked in the sand.
"Did she just come out our house barefoot?" Lyric mumbled to Symone, causing her to laugh quietly.
"¡Hola!" The woman shouted as she approached the group as Azire slammed the trunk shut as he was the last one to receive his bag from the trunk. Removing his Beats from his ears, he listened in on what the lady was saying.
"Hola!" The crew shouted, that being the only spanish word majority of them know.
The woman smiled warmly, her eyes bright and welcoming. "Bienvenidos a Villa Los Cabos! I am Camilla, your host for your stay. If you need anything at all, please let me know. Mi casa es su casa."
Saylor stepped forward, extending her hand. "Thank you, Camilla. We're excited to be here."
Camilla shook her hand and looked around at the group. "I hope you all enjoy your stay. The villa has many amenities, and the beach is just a few steps away. If you need recommendations for activities or places to eat, I am happy to help. Enjoy your six beds and five and a half baths!"
