Unfading Shadows [2]

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Hey~

^Ren and Miray in the pic~

Miray and Vince found themselves reclining on the soft, sun-kissed sand. Vince stretched out comfortably, one arm cradling the nape of his neck, while the other cocooned Miray, who lay peacefully against his sturdy chest.

As they lay there, they savored the profound tranquility of the moment, the soothing melody of the waves caressing the shoreline, and the radiant glow of their deep connection. A warm sensation washed over their souls, an indescribable tenderness that enveloped them.

At one point, Miray drew back, her fingers adjusting her cap, and looked at Vince's with a brilliant smile gracing her lips. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she whispered, closing her eyes and inhaling deeply, as if absorbing the sun's gentle embrace on her skin.

At one point, Miray drew back, her fingers adjusting her cap, and looked at Vince with a brilliant smile gracing her lips. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she whispered, gazing up at the sun and closed her eyes, and inhaled deeply.

She was so breathtakingly beautiful that Vince was left stunned and breathless, lost in the surreal beauty of the scene, unable to find words for a few moments.

"It is," Vince whispered absentmindedly, his eyes fixed on her with a tenderness that transcended mere words. His response was not about the scenery though, but about her. In his eyes, she embodied the most exquisite beauty in his entire existence.

Miray gazed down at him, her hand reaching for the shining object on his chest - the ring she had lovingly gifted him in their childhood, a symbol of their unbreakable bond.

The ring that somehow saved her life...

She tenderly brushed her fingers over its fine engravings, lost in contemplation. "You know," she began, her thoughts immersed in the ring's intricate design and the treasured memories it encapsulated, "there's something I really want to do."

Vince's eyes roamed her face fondly, "What thing?" he asked, absentmindedly tracing his finger through her velvety hair, which flowed like a cascade of silk.

"I feel like... swimming, no - I really want to swim," she confessed, releasing her hold on the ring and meeting his gaze with eager anticipation.

Vince found himself momentarily frozen, his heart sinking and then racing so fast it almost hurt. A rush of memories flooded his mind, consuming him to the point that he didn't even hear Miray calling his name until she repeated it for the third time. He looked at her, redirecting his focus from the five-year-old version of her that had momentarily overtaken his thoughts. 

Miray appeared worried and confused by his reaction, so he swiftly pushed aside his memories and summoned a smile. "Well, it's the perfect time for it," he responded, genuine admiration in his voice.

"I know," Miray nodded, her fingers struggling to brush the stubborn grains of sand from her hands. Her gaze shifted to the sea, a blend of longing and fear in her eyes. "I really, really want to just dive in, experience that salty water, the weightlessness, the coolness, and absorb all that beauty. But, at the same time, I'm... somewhat scared." she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability, making her feel small and somewhat embarrassed.

Vince sat up and gently took her hands in his, his touch skillful as he professionally dusted the clinging grains of sand away. He pulled her hand to his lips and planted a tender kiss in her palm, "It's okay... feeling scared is okay, but you can conquer that fear. I'll be right there with you, holding your hand every step of the way. We'll all be there," he assured her, his gaze turning back to the sea. "And look, there are no waves, so there's nothing to be afraid of," he pointed, offering encouraging words.