ISABELLE Later, we went into the ocean, the water warm and crystal clear. Matt pulled me against him, my legs wrapping around his waist as we floated together.“I could stay here forever,” I said, my arms around his neck.“Me too”We kissed slowly, the waves rocking us gently, the world reduced to just the two of us.“Take a picture,” I said suddenly. “I want to remember this.”He smiled and waded back to shore, grabbing his phone from where we’d left it on the blanket.We took dozens of photos. Selfies of us smiling, kissing, holding each other. Photos of me in the water, laughing. Photos of him looking at me like I was his whole world.When we finally put the phone down, I felt marginally better.At least I’d have these. Proof that this weekend was real.………..As the sun began to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Matt pulled me back against his chest, my back to his front, his arms wrapped around my waist. We watched in silence as the sun sank slowly toward the ho
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