66: What He Wants

"Wow! That's nice!" I exclaimed when I saw the high lighthouse in front of us.

In front of it is a high cliff, marking the beautiful end of El Fuego. The rays of the afternoon sun and the blue sky above reflected in the sea stretching beyond the cliff. It almost looked surreal. Everything felt surreal.

"Let's go up," Sage said once looking at the lighthouse.

When I nodded, he took my hand and guided me into it. I pressed my palm on his to feel more of its warmth as we walked on the stairs of the lighthouse.

If I had been amazed before when I was still downstairs, I was even more amazed that I was already upstairs and could almost see everything. My lips parted in amazement. This is beyond wonderful.

I gripped on the bannisters as the sharp wind blew my hair. I let you ripple like the sea in the distance.

"It's nice here, Sage!"

Sage leaned against the railing. He raised an elbow there and bowed as he stared at me. My heart was beating