At this moment.
The stunning sunset spread across the western sky.
Reflected in the sea, it looked like a fire had been lit.
Among the shimmering waves, sparks seemed to dance, creating an extraordinarily enchanting sight.
Ella Lacey walked by the seashore, as if she was witnessing an incredibly beautiful painting that lifted her spirits.
At this moment, the sea breeze gently caressed her cascading hair, which danced in the setting sun. With each graceful step she took toward the path of her love, she looked as beautiful as a poem.
"Arthur..."
Ella Lacey made a megaphone shape with her hands and called towards the newly fixed cave by the shore. What echoed back was a faint, "Art...hur...".
She shouted a few more times.
Still no response.
Could it be that the attendant lied to her?
Or was Arthur playing a game of hide and seek with her?
