After their heart to heart conversation, Avery and Shane stood at the edge of the yacht, their fingers intertwined as they gazed out over the tranquil, moonlit lake. The soft glow of candles and fairy lights surrounded them, casting a warm, golden hue over the scene. Avery's heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and affection. She felt as though they were the only two people in the world, enveloped in a cocoon of magic and romance.
Shane turned to her, his eyes reflecting the myriad stars above. He reached up and gently cupped her face with his hands, his touch tender and reverent. Avery felt a shiver run down her spine at the warmth of his palms against her skin. The world around them seemed to blur, leaving only the intensity of his gaze and the connection they shared.
"Avery," Shan
