NEW SPARK OF EMOTIONS

ANNA

As I wander along the pristine beach, the sun begins to dip below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the tranquil waters of the Maldives. The beauty here is undeniable, but it feels almost wasted on me. The weight of everything—this hollow marriage, Damien's betrayal—makes it hard to appreciate the paradise I’m in. I walk slowly, letting the cool sand slip between my toes, trying to lose myself in the sound of the waves.

I should be happy here. I should be enjoying every moment of this supposed honeymoon. But instead, I feel more alone than I ever have before. My thoughts drift back to the conversation I had with Damien last night, the coldness in his eyes when he told me he had met someone else. A “distraction,” he called it.

I sigh, trying to push the thoughts away, but they cling to me like the humidity in the air. I know I should go back to the hotel, maybe take a bath, and try to relax. But the idea of returning to that empty room, knowing Damien is in the next roo