By the sea, the view is open, and the water is as vast as the sky.
The waves rush towards the shore one after another, overwhelming like a sweeping tide.
The air is filled with the salty, damp scent of the sea, mixed with the smell of seaweed.
The wind howls, leaves spin in the wind and drift to the ground.
Jasmine Yale wrapped in a thick scarf, came alone to the sea by taxi.
It's cold in winter and no one's on the beach. She stood in a wind-sheltered spot, silently waiting for Joe Heath.
On her way here, she had already made up her mind.
To be honest with Joe about certain things.
She doesn't want to delay him.
Joe Heath is not bad, he deserves better girls.
At least not one like her.
Jasmine Yale kicked at the pebbles beneath her feet, her face softly serene.
"Jasmine!"
From far away, Joe Heath saw her and called out!
Jasmine turned her head and smiled, "You're here."
