*Benjamin's POV*
As I finished explaining the basics of piloting a submarine to Jasmine, I couldn't help but feel a foolish sense of pride. I was able to share my knowledge and passion for flying with her, and seeing her interest, like always, made me even more excited to continue our adventure.
The submarine was now completely submerged again, and the view outside the dome was breathtaking. More schools of colorful fish swam by, and corals of all shapes and sizes adorned the ocean floor. It was like entering a different world.
"Wow," Jasmine breathed beside me. "It's like we're in a dream." She seemed mesmerized by the sight.
I turned to her, my hand finding hers. "It's even better than a dream, habib," I said, using the Arabic term of endearment that I knew she loved. "This is real, and we're experiencing it together." I couldn't help but be mesmerized of the view of her as well. She was everything.
