You and your husband, Alhaitham, got into a huge fight and stopped talking to each other for a while.

One day, Alhaitham didn't come home from work. You decided to go to the beach to calm yourself.

You went to the beach, the sun setting in the sky, giving the place a golden hour feeling. You looked around and soon saw Alhaitham, holding a bouquet of flowers. He walked up to you and looked down.

"I'm sorry, my love. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that."