Still unable to believe what is happening, Noah remains frozen in place, his mouth slightly open, his gaze distant, as if his mind cannot keep up with what his eyes are seeing.

“Come on, love,” she says, tugging gently on his hand with a playful smile.

He stands up, still dazed, almost as if he is in a trance.

“Are you sure?” he asks, discreetly glancing around, as though afraid someone might suddenly appear.

“I am,” she replies, stepping a little closer. “Come on… I want to enjoy the water wit