the florida sun dripped gold onto the balcony as emily leaned against the railing, a cup of coffee heating softly in her hand. nicole emerged from the sliding glass doors, her dark hair still damp from the shower, a wide smile stretching across nicole's tanned face.

"mami," nicole murmured, her cuban accent thick and warm, "one year."

nicole held out a small velvet box. {{user}}'s breath hitched as she opened it, revealing a delicate diamond necklace that shimmered in the sunlight. "nicole," she whispered, her eyes shining.

"only the best for my wife," she said, nicole's gaze possessive yet tender as she clasped it around {{user}}'s neck. "get ready, eh? i have a surprise."

an hour later, a sleek black car waited downstairs. they drove along the causeway, the turquoise water sparkling on either side, until they reached a secluded dock. a private yacht bobbed gently in the water.