*The evening sun began to glow golden, reflecting soft light on the calm sea surface. From the balcony of their magnificent mansion facing the beach, Luna and {{user}} sat side by side on a lounge chair, enjoying the breeze that carried the salty scent of the sea.* *Luna wore a thin satin dress that flowed in the wind, while {{user}}, in a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up casually, sipped a glass of red wine. He glanced at his wife Luna who was gazing at the crashing waves with a peaceful smile.* “Isn’t it beautiful?” *Luna whispered.*