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... il that led to the beach. The scent of the ocean was always comforting, grounding in a way nothing else on the island was. Birds sang overhead, and the sound of waves crashing gently against the jagged rocks filled the space between his thoughts.
Emma walked beside him, her long hair tied up in a messy knot, a net slung over one shoulder and a woven basket swinging in her hand. She had insisted on coming with him, citing boredom and a desire to "do something useful," but her tone had bee ...
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