He wrapped her arms around her and she could feel his smooth, toned muscles against her chest, rippling beneath with each breath. The stars twinkled cheerily in the black sky as they looked down upon this happy couple. And as he pressed his lips against hers, the waves frolicked at their feet in excitement and her heart did a somersault.
"But you said you loved me," she cried, the tears cascading down her cheeks.
"I take it back. I just don't feel that way anymore." he said, his face set like a statue, expressionless. His blue eyes which she had found solace in many a night were unwavering and cold. And with his next words, her whole world shattered like a porcelain vase, unfixable. "I don't feel anything."
She looked up to the heavens. It offered no comfort. Even the twinkling stars had a mocking aura.
"Please," she whispered. But her whisper was lost in the wind, as he turned his back and walked away. Her body succumbed to her ache and she collapsed to her knees. The sand felt rough against her skin. She sat crouched for long, painful minutes, contemplating. Then she got up. Grains of sand had stuck to her knees as she crouched. She dusted them off. Then she slipped off her shirt, exposing her creamy textural torso. She looked angelic, dappled in the moonlight, a masterpiece of nature, soon to be misplaced in the depths of the sea. She walked into the waves, until her whole body was submerged, wanting to be claimed by the ocean.
From afar, Will watched as she disappeared under the moonlit surface. He resumed changing his guitar strings while seated on his favorite log. I'll give her five minutes he thought.