Lia's point of view
No matter how many times I saw it, the sea was always awe-inspiring.
I am sitting on a woolen blanket on a small dune just meters from the water. The weather has already changed, the air that comes from the sea is colder and I would not dare to get in, so I sat on the dry sand, wearing comfortable jeans and a light diver.
Aaron greets me from the water, smiling and I straighten a lock of dark hair before raising my hand to return the gesture for him to jump back into an oncoming wave. I tremble internally at the sight of him, his small body entering the dark water, but I can't help but laugh at his happiness.
"Ahh, what it's like to be small and not feel cold." Sacha collapses next to me and offers me a bag of sweet popcorn.
"I don't know what you're complaining
