Autumn sat on the beach blanket, her toes buried in the sand, her gaze fixed on Roan who was snapping photos of the seascape. His tousled dark hair caught the sunlight just right, and the way he concentrated on his photography was captivating. A small smile crept onto her lips.
“Roan likes taking pictures, doesn’t he?”
Startled, Autumn turned to find Irene plopped down beside her on the beach blanket. Irene grinned before gesturing towards Roan, who was now capturing photos of Jae on a skimboard, the laughter from a failed attempt filling the air. Nicholas, who had been teaching Jae, merely shook his head.
Smiling, Autumn nodded and said, “He does. He likes capturing memories.”
"Oh?" Irene leaned in closer, genuinely interested. “You must have a lot of memories with him.”
“We’ve been
