The salty breeze tangled through her hair as she leaned against the railing of the **ocean-view balcony**, watching the sun dip below the horizon. His voice was low, almost a whisper, as he traced the curve of her neck, the **love story** between them unfolding in the quiet hum of crashing waves and fading light.
A glass of wine balanced in her hand, the taste bittersweet as their eyes met across the **ocean-view balcony**. The **romantic** tension was palpable, woven through the scent of salt and jasmine, a promise lingering just beneath the surface of their shared silence.
