“Good. I’ll set it up.” He helped me stand and held my hands as we climbed off the rocks and made our way back to the hotel.

We took it slow, searching for seashells. We found a few. Griffin tucked them into his pocket as we walked. When we reached the hotel, I studied all the details I’d missed when I arrived the day before. At the front of the hotel, directly in the center courtyard stood a magnificent fountain. It rained water into a grand pool. And if that ...