Diana slowly opened her eyes. A dull ache throbbed in her head as she looked around the unfamiliar cottage, its cozy interior decorated with care.

“Umm...” she murmured, squinting against the light.

Outside, the cries of seagulls grew louder. Through the window, she saw waves crashing against the shore. Her gaze shifted to the bed... where a man’s shirt lay neatly beside her.

Where am I?

Her heart skipped.

She touched her forehead, trying to remember. Then her eyes dropped to her own ...