Chapter Twenty-Five: Marco

Marco

Marco and Sabrina were seated at a small table on the patio of the restaurant. He'd reserved the seats earlier that day, asking the hostess to put them as close to the ocean as possible. He wanted the evening to be perfect.

“Look at this view,” Sabrina said, turning to face the ocean.

Marco much preferred to look at the view of the woman he loved, who sat across the table from him. Sabrina's new dress looked amazing on her. The silk held to her curves and he hadn't been able to take his eyes off of her since she'd put it on.

“I think it's a full moon,” she said, reaching over to touch Marco's hand.

He looked over to the horizon and nodded in agreement. “I'm certain that it is.”

The sky was clear and the moon shone brightly down over the ocean, giving the tops of the waves a silvery glow. The fact that the moon was full brought more meaning to Marco than just its beauty, though.

“Where I come from, a full moon is considered auspicious,” he said, bringing his attention back to Sab