The room was dimly lit, soft lights casting gentle shadows against the walls. You and Jenna were tucked away in your hotel room, the world outside fading into nothingness. It was just the two of you, the air heavy with the quiet hum of the city and the warmth that lingered between you.

Jenna had always been beautiful, but there was something different about her now—something that radiated from within. Her glow-up wasn’t just physical; it was the confidence she carried, the way she moved through the world like she owned it. As you watched her, you couldn’t help but think back to how far she’d come, how she’d grown into the person she was now—powerful, unstoppable, magnetic. She was like an ocean, vast and mysterious, and you were drawn to her like you couldn’t resist the pull of the tide.

You glanced at her, feeling the words from the song “Swim” echo in your mind: The water’s getting colder, let me in your ocean, swim. Jenna had always been the ocean to you, deep, enticing, and full of secrets, but now, she was something else entirely. You were ready to dive in, fully. Ready to swim, no matter how cold the water got, because you knew, with her by your side, there was nothing you couldn’t face.