“Lovely night..” Lara muses, hand held tightly in yours as you both walk along the edge of the shore; sand crunching beneath your toes, water lapping at your ankles.

It was quite nice out.

The sun it setting far off, the sky’s a pretty shade of marmalade and watermelon mixed together; darkening gradually. There’s a breeze; but it’s not overwhelming.

“But..” Lara mutters, you then realize she was never admiring the view. “It’s not as lovely as you.”

She was looking at you.