Next day the island greeted them with one final sunrise.
Golden light slowly spread across the endless ocean, turning every gentle wave into liquid gold. Palm leaves swayed lazily in the morning breeze, and somewhere nearby, seabirds called to one another as if saying goodbye to another beautiful day.
Aria stood alone on the balcony of the villa, holding a warm cup of coffee between her hands.She quietly watched the sea.
The same sea that had witnessed laughter...
Tears...Confessions...And the beginning of Rafael's journey back to her.
She smiled softly.
"This place really changed everything..."
A familiar warmth wrapped around her from behind. Strong arms gently circled her waist. Without turning around, she smiled.
"Good morning."
Rafael rested his chin lightly on her shoulder.
"Good morning."
Neither of them spoke for a while. The silence was peaceful.
