That afternoon, the beach was filled with laughter and the roar of waves. The sun slowly descended, casting a golden glow across the water and turning the world into a painting, selena stood at the edge of the sand, letting the sea breeze play with her long dark hair, The pale yellow blouse she wore fluttered softly while her white skirt almost brushed against the foam of the tide, In her hand, she carried her sandals because she preferred to feel the cool dampness of the sand beneath her feet.

Not far from her, a little girl ran about, laughing freely “Mama! Look at this!” she called, holding up a small, heart-shaped seashell, Selena smiled warmly, kneeling down to accept the shell with care.

“It’s beautiful,” she said gently. “Let’s keep it for our collection.”

Her daughter nodded eagerly and then dashed back toward the waves, chasing them as they rolled in and out, Selena breathed in deeply, savoring the moment, Life might not be what it once was since she was a widow raising her daughter on her own, but simple moments like this made everything feel enough, Now and then, passersby glanced their way, some smiling at the sight of mother and daughter together, Selena would answer with a slight nod, She was not someone who sought attention, yet somehow her presence always drew eyes, As the sky turned deeper shades of orange, Selena sat down on the sand and called her daughter to climb into her lap, Together they gazed at the horizon in silence, sharing a quiet warmth, No promises needed to be spoken, only the silent truth that as long as they had each other, the world would always be kind enough.