The salty breeze tangled in her hair as she traced the jagged edges of the **seaside cliff walk**. Beneath her, waves crashed with relentless passion, echoing the flutter in her chest. His hand brushed hers, hesitant yet electric, a silent promise lingering between the **cliff** and the endless horizon.
Their footsteps slowed, the world narrowing to the sharp scent of salt and the warmth of skin close enough to feel. The **seaside cliff walk** held their secret, a place where words were unnecessary and the ocean whispered of possibilities yet to come.
