Synopsis

The salt spray stung Elara’s face, a meager distraction from the ache in her chest. The cruise was meant to be an escape, a gentle push away from the suffocating grief that had consumed her since Thomas’s passing. But the ocean's vastness couldn't quite swallow the hollowness within. Each wave seemed to whisper his name, each sunset a cruel reminder of the life they had planned, now irrevocably altered. A shadow fell across her deck chair. A man stood there, impeccably dressed, with eyes that