Soon, they got to the beach. The drive ended smoothly, and the sound of the waves became clearer the moment they stepped out of the car.
There was a big hotel right behind the beach, standing like it owned the entire view. Mr. Vincent led the way inside to collect their tickets.
They approached the front desk, and the receptionist greeted Mr. Vincent warmly. Their tickets were handed over without any delay. He had already paid for everything before coming.
He ordered wine, ice cream and other snacks, then instructed that they should be brought in thirty minutes. After that, he gestured them toward the beach entrance.
The moment they stepped out, the beach revealed itself fully. The sand was clean and bright. The waves rolled gently, creating a soothing rhythm. Far at the extreme end,
