Sophia’s P.O.V

The blindfold was still tied around my eyes as Nathan carefully guided me forward, his hand firm around mine.

“Nathan,” I laughed nervously, stumbling a little as my feet sank into the sand, “you’re going to make me fall if you keep dragging me around like this. Where on earth are we going?”

“I won’t let you fall,” he said softly, and I could hear the smile in his voice. “I promise, I’ve got you. Just a few more ...