The sun hovered just above the horizon, setting the waves ablaze with molten gold. The beach was alive with the distant roar of the surf and the soft scuff of sand beneath feet.

Sabrina, clad in sleek swim pants, waded lightly into the shallow water. The breeze played with her hair, tossing a few strands across her sun-kissed cheeks. Each movement was effortless yet precise, as if she were part of the ocean itself.

Xander stood a few meters away in swim shorts, camera poised, eyes scanning every detail. He caught the way the light glinted off the rippling water, the way Sabrina’s silhouette shifted with each step, and he...