The moonlight bathed the beach in a silvery glow as Ayan and Vlada moved together, their feet sinking softly into the sand. The waves whispered against the shore, the only witness to their silent dance. No one else was around, just the two of them, lost in the rhythm, their breaths syncing as if time had paused.
Vlada's gaze held a mystery as she leaned closer, her voice low but urgent, "Mujhe kuch dikhana hai tumhe. (I want to show you something)"
Without waiting for a response, she grabbed his hand, their fingers entwining naturally. They broke into a sprint again, her laughter echoing through the night as they raced down the beach. Ayan couldn't shake the sense of something hidden beneath the surface of her words, but he followed her willingly, curiosity pulling him forward.
