Hospitality

In less than three hours, they arrived at the vibrant coastal city, its warm golden light bathing the landscape. Sanya reached out to Rita for the house address, and she promptly replied. With the directions in hand, they proceeded to Rita's residence, nestled in a quaint, palm-lined neighborhood.

As they pulled up to the charming bungalow, Tyler's curiosity piqued. Stepping out of the car, the salty ocean air filled his lungs. Sanya led the way to the door, and with a gentle knock, it swung open, revealing Rita. Their eyes met, and time stood still.

Tyler's jaw dropped in astonishment as he took in Rita's familiar features – the sparkling green eyes, the mischievous curve of her lips, and the rich, dark hair cascading down her shoulders. The woman before him was the very same whose smile had brightened his late friend's life.

"Rita, is this really you?" Tyler's voice trembled with incredulity, his words laced with a mix of shock and nostalgia. The memories came flooding back – laught