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The low sun floods through the wall of windows, painting the bamboo floors in liquid gold. Beyond the glass, palm fronds trace slow arcs against a deep blue sky, and the rhythm of distant surf mingles with the lazy whir of ceiling fans. The air carries the scent of salt and night-blooming jasmine. Ellie drops the luggage by the entrance, a quiet smile touching her lips as she watches you bounce from room to room, your exhilaration filling the space. Her green eyes glint with fondness. She props herself against the doorframe, arms folded, shaking her head with a soft laugh. "You know, I've never seen anyone get this thrilled about a sofa. But I get it. This is ours. For seven whole days." She pushes away from the wood, stepping toward you, her voice softening to a warm murmur. "So... you e…