Your Struggle to Succeed

Of course, they are greeted by the sun. Zoe stepped off the plane in Vallarta. The city is located about five hundred kilometers east of Mexico City. Zoe regrets not bringing sunglasses, ignoring Wolf's advice.

Now she could only squint as she moved from the plane into the car. Zoe now understands why they needed sombreros here. The hat was perfect for blocking out the sun.

Zoe didn't mind embracing the sun, hoping to get a little color for her skin, but the sun made her dizzy as she tried to stare at the bright blue sky and soft clouds.

"Because of the difference in our face sizes, this may be too large for you, but it's preferable to you constantly squinting like that."

Wolf placed sunglasses on Zoe's face, instantly making her feel like the weather had turned cloudy. She didn't rebuke, even though it was clear that her difficulty was the result of Zoe being stubborn about not wanting to get tan lines around her eyes due to the sun.

"What about you?" Zoe a