The salty breeze tangled in her hair as they stood on the **ocean-view balcony**, the city lights flickering below like distant stars. His voice was a whisper, close enough to feel the warmth, yet carrying a promise wrapped in hesitation. The night held its breath, the quiet hum of waves below weaving through their shared silence.
She traced the edge of the railing, eyes fixed on the horizon where the **ocean-view balcony** met the endless sky. The scent of salt and night jasmine mingled, pulling them closer without a word. Their hands hovered, almost touching, as the world outside faded into the soft rhythm of the sea.
