KEIRA

I wrapped my hand around Clint's arm as we strolled along the sun-kissed beach. The sand felt warm beneath my bare feet, and the rhythmic crash of the waves created a soothing soundtrack to our leisurely walk.

It was a beautiful summer day, and the beach was brimming with life. People of all ages dotted the shoreline, their laughter and chatter blending with the gentle breeze.

"It is quite crowded today," I remarked, glancing around at the vibrant scene unfolding before us.

Clint ...