The next morning arrived quietly, wrapped in soft sunlight and the endless sound of the sea.
Aria woke slowly to the gentle movement of the yacht beneath her and the warmth of sunlight spilling through the glass windows. For a moment, she simply lay there, peaceful in a way she hadn't felt in a long time.Then she noticed Rafael was gone.
She sat up slightly, brushing her hair back just as the door slid open. Rafael walked inside carrying two cups of coffee, looking far too calm for someone who had already been awake for hours.
"where did you go?," she murmured sleepily.
Rafael handed her one of the cups before leaning down to kiss her forehead softly.
"Good morning to you too."
Aria smiled faintly, accepting the coffee. Her eyes drifted toward the window and suddenly paused.
A small island stood ahead of them, surrounded by crystal-blue water that shimmered beneath the morning light. It looked untouched by the rest of the world private, peaceful, almost unreal.
