220 Witness To Haunting Past

As Asher turned his gaze from the infinite expanse of the ocean to the splashing sound, his eyes met a sight that was as dazzling as the sea under the moonlight.

"Isola?" He felt as if he should have expected her to come after him after hearing he took Callisa into the seas.

Like a divine nymph emerging from a mythical painting, Isola suddenly rose from the depths of the sea.

Her twilight-blue skin shimmered under the sun's soft glow, the droplets of water magnifying her ethereal radiance as they slipped into her deep cleavage.

Her glowing, silvery white hair cascaded down her back, cascading like a waterfall, the ends wet with the sea's embrace, adding a wild allure to her.

Her presence was an enchanting blend of seductive and majestic, commanding an attention that Asher couldn't help but grant.