It was the perfect place for a destination holiday, a sanctuary so serene that it made the rest of the world seem chaotic in comparison.

As I stood there, lost in my daydream, a soft voice broke my thoughts.

"Who are you looking for, Miss?"

I turned toward the voice and saw a girl in a white dress. Her braided hair rested against her chest, and her eyes sparkled like reflections of the river nearby.

"Are you Miss Drake?" I asked, ...