Shelly’s POV
The next morning, I find myself enveloped in the embrace of the cabin porch, savoring the gentle warmth of the Bahamian sun.
It's a serene morning, the kind that renews one's spirit. I cradle a cherished book, its pages promising to be my quiet companion until Sebastian stirs from his slumber.
The Bahamas, with its unrivaled beauty, gifts us with the freshest air mingling harmoniously with the salty sea breeze, and waters so clear and inviting they seem almost ethereal.
The sight of pigs roaming freely adds a delightful, unexpected charm to this island paradise, a reminder that surprises and joy often walk hand in hand.
Engrossed in my book, I drift between its world and the soothing melody of nature around me.
“Hey, beautiful,” he greets, his voice carrying warmth an
