Love Against The Tide

attended local festivals. Each day was an adventure, filled with laughter and discovery. They wandered through narrow alleyways that led t

embraced Leana as one of their own. They spent evenings in animated discussions about art, literature, and philosophy, often losing track of time. Macus's

estures—a handwritten note, a single flower, or a favorite book he thought she would enjoy. Each gesture made her heart flutter, reinforcing her feelings for him. Macus, too, felt an undeniable

The moment felt perfect, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun. "I've never felt this way about anyone before," he conf

depth of his feelings mirrored in her own. "I feel the same way, Macus. I do

yet filled with a depth of emotion that words could not express. As they pulled apart, they

ast a lifetime. Every glance, every touch, every shared smile strengthened the bond between them. Leana knew that she had f

ness. She had come to Venice seeking inspiration for her novel, but she had found so much more. She had found love, a l