"It will be a sunset wedding."

I stared at the blue sea. I smiled when a strong wind blew, tucking my hair behind my ear. I felt Damien's hand take mine. He walked ahead, and I just stared at our intertwined hands as I followed him.

"There's Damien," I heard some men say as we entered the lobby. Only men were there, and they were all wearing the same thing. They wore gray coats and pants, with white polos and blue neckties underneath.

They immediately greeted Damien when we arrived. Some of ...