And as she saw him standing by the window, bathed in the golden afternoon light, she knew that this wasn't just a summer fling. This was something more. This was the beginning of a love story written not in hashtags and filters, but in shared smiles, stolen kisses, and the quiet promise of forever. This was her Love Summer. And it was perfect.
The memories of Seabrook, of the sun-bleached hair and kind eyes of a boy named Liam, would forever be etched in her heart, a reminder of the magic of summer love, a bittersweet echo in the quiet corners of her mind. And maybe, just maybe, she would find her way back to Seabrook one day, to the boy who had shown her that even fleeting moments could have a lasting impact. The ocean, after all, had a way of bringing people back.
THE END