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He held her hand as they strolled along the seaside, enjoying each other’s company. As they reached the end of the beach, nearing the hidden caves, he turned towards her. He stared at her; the intensity of his gaze made her want to look away, but she could not. He pulled her into the cave; hidden from the rest of the world.

She was caught; trapped in the passion of the moment. Her face was red. He could feel the heat she was radiating despite the cold, windy night. She was burning up; caught in the flames. As they stood by the water, they felt the salt water splash onto their bodies and faces.

Gently, he cupped her face and felt the smoothness of her skin on his hand. He placed his left hand in the small of her back and brought her closer. She closed her eyes as his lips touched hers. He could taste the salt on her lips and wiped it off with his lips. It was soft; a gentle passionate kiss. But it grew fierce and urgent.

It seemed like an eternity that they were there. When they finally broke apart, she smiled and looked up at him. As she moved in forward for another kiss, he put his finger on her lips. Gently, he traced her silhouette and whispered softly into her ear, “I love you.”

Then, he turned and walked off the beach, leaving her standing alone in the cave; by the sea; in the cold wind; shivering.

Abandoned.