In Cabo Delgdo, The gentle sound of waves lapping against the shore fills the air as Theodore and Dandara recline on the sun-dappled beach in Mecufi. The golden sand is warm beneath their feet, and the tranquil expanse of turquoise water stretches endlessly before them. The two are nestled beneath the shade of a large umbrella, the salty breeze rustling through Dandara's wide-brimmed hat.
Theodore leans back on the lounge chair, his sunglasses reflecting the serene ocean. He's dressed casually in a linen shirt and shorts, his relaxed demeanor a stark contrast to the structured life he leads as a pilot.
"You know," Theodore begins, his voice calm yet tinged with a hint of humor, "it's been so long since I've had this much time off. I almost forgot what it's like to do absolutely nothing."