Michael

I sent a text to my driver to move the car, while Camilla and I walked down to the beach front.

Camilla’s eyes lit up when she saw the water. She admired the beauty of it and then took off her shoes. That was probably smarter than trying to wear heels in the sand. I followed suit and removed mine as well.

"This is beautiful," Camilla whispered, keeping her eyes on the water. I watched her watching the waves sway back and forth from the beach ...