Beatrice sighed deeply. She let the night air ruffle her hair. The darkness of the night at the resort was indeed enchanting, but Beatrice knew there was a far more beautiful place to behold. There was only the sound of crashing waves nearby, occasionally accompanied by the crackling of the campfire burning wood around the campervan. It was so peaceful.

It had been a while since Beatrice had slept so peacefully in the campervan by the coastal beach, quite a distance from the resort. There was ...