Theo’s Point of View Santorini looks like it fell straight out of a dream. Whitewashed buildings stacked like sugar cubes against a backdrop of endless blue. Sunlight dances on the sea, and the air smells like wine, salt, and every reason to stop searching and just stay forever. But I’m not here for paradise. I’m here for her. And I don’t even know where here is. Parker steps off the ferry next to me, sunglasses sliding down his nose. “Okay. Not to be dramatic or anything, but if I lived here, I’d never tell anyone either.” Michael groans. “Great. So she could be anywhere with a coastline, eating olives and painting sunsets, while we’re out here playing Guess That Beach.” “Maybe it’s not about the beach,” Elias says thoughtfully. “Maybe it’s a metaphor.” Lenny perks up. “Like… the sea is actually her soul, and we have to dive deep into—” “Lenny,” Marcus deadpans, “if you say soul dive one more time, I’m pushing you into the caldera( which is a volcanic crater).”
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-08-10
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