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Sara gazed out over the Caribbean Sea, looking at the bright blue horizon, when the warm, clear water seemed to meet the completely cloudless blue sky, feeling the faint breeze against her face.
Her eyes were shut, the white sand was warm between her bare toes. The place was beautiful beyond belief, but that beauty was still unable to ease the grief she felt as she remembered the last time she had been here.
She had married him right here, on this exact spot two years ago to the day. She had worn a simple long, white dress, a dark pink rose woven into her dark, curled hair. Sara had been happier than she had ever thought possible.
He had been dressed in even more casual attire. Wearing a pair of baggy, long, beige shorts and a plain, loose, white shirt, he had been so completely irresistable to her. The warm breeze had ruffled his hair - on his head and his beard - and she had been unable to take her eyes off of him.
Both their eyes had been full of adoration as they had gazed at eachother, the cool, silky voice of the Carribean justice of peace fitting the soft, easy sound of waves rushing up the shore, and retreating again. The small group of on lookers - their co-workers, their friends... their family.
They had held hands and had been unable to stop beaming at the sheer joy of being in love. They had seen their many blissful years together stretching out infront of them. They had planned their children - he had said two, she had said four, so they had made a compromise on three - a boy, and two girls - they had picked out names - Jessie, Abbie and Alexander. They had just bought their new house, and they had planned out the rest of their lives - when he as going to stop working, where they were going to travel... it had all been certain. Or so they had thought then.
That all seemed so long ago now. A lot could change in a couple of years.
What was there for her here now, except bittersweet memories? How could this place now fill her with happiness, and hope? How could it make her look forward to the rest of her life, when there was nobody to share her life with?
She wrapped her arms round herself, cuddling herself, as there was no-one else to do it now.
She whispered ' I miss you. So much. I love you Gil,' and as a tear trickled down her cheek, she could have sworn, with the breeze, that she heard him say ' I love you too...'