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The warm air of the coast caresses against my face, blowing my dark tresses and the flimsy white material of my dress with its might. The moon glints over the ocean in perfect synchronisation with the waves hitting the shore. The sound of them an unheard melody, hard to understand by the ordinary mind.
The beach is quite under my hazel gaze, the soft hum of nature the only thing alive at this hour of the night without any human interaction.
I rub my arms slowly, feeling the bare skin rise in goosebumps against my palms as I feel an involuntary shiver run down my spine. "Husband," I greet without looking at him, just feeling his presence and that shiver is enough to notify me of his attendance.
"Wife," His voice is husky, bare of all emotions as he speaks. I feel his gaze linger on m
