We stepped onto the terrace, and he gestured toward the horizon.
“The ocean… It helps me think.”
I leaned on the railing, taking in the peaceful sound of the waves crashing in the distance.
“It’s beautiful here…”

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“We’ll take it one step at a time,” he reassured me.
We sat down on the terrace with lemonade, talking about our past.

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