The bay area had several dive spots. After circling the island and surveying each one, Leah finally settled on Moon Bay.
They parked the car by a palm-lined path, and both Leah and Daphne got out, grabbing their diving equipment from the trunk. They walked toward the empty beach. Unlike the gentle waves at Mint Bay yesterday, the water here was visibly turbulent, with rough waves and poor visibility.
As Daphne waded into the water, the chill seeped up to her ankles. The temperature was only around 20°C (68°F)—wasn’t it going to be cold once they went under?
Turning back, she saw Leah behind her, methodically assembling their equipment with an experienced touch. Leah held a diving instructor’s certification, so Daphne reassured herself that everything would be safe under her guidance.
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