The salty breeze tangled through her hair as she leaned against the railing of the **ocean-view balcony**, the city lights flickering below like distant stars. His voice was low, almost hesitant, as he whispered promises that made her pulse quicken. Between the hum of the waves and the soft clink of glasses, the night stretched with possibility.
A breeze carried the scent of salt and jasmine, wrapping around them on the **ocean-view balcony** where the world felt suspended. Their fingers brushed, a silent confession, while the distant murmur of the harbor played a tender soundtrack to their quiet, electric moment.
