Chapter 52

Bea and Ian find themselves lain together in front of a crackling fire, its flickering flames generously providing a comforting warmth that shields them from the chilly grasp of the night. Despite the passage of time, they have remained rooted on the sandy shores, unwilling to depart from the very spot they first arrived.

In the midst of the tranquil ambiance, Ian gingerly interrupts the silence, curiosity tugging at his thoughts. "How did you manage to find me here?" he asked, his tone laced with curiosity. Seated closely to one another, they flounder in the mesmerizing beauty of the wide sea before them.

A gentle smile graces Bea's lips, her response laced with a hint of disbelief. "Honestly, I cannot even explain how, but a convincing instinct pulled me here. And to my awe and delight, it appears that I was right," she enthuses, her eyes closing as she surrenders herself to the soothing warmth deriving from the fire before them. Ian's gaz