Do they not hurt?

"I failed to take you on a honeymoon. Why would I have built the cabin for it?" He replied nonchalantly, stepping further into the cabin. His tone was evasive, but Belle wasn't ready to let the matter rest. She reached out, grabbing his wrist firmly.

"The drawings, the aquarium, the ocean—it's exactly as I described it. No changes, no differences. Don't deny it, Quinn," she pressed, her voice unwavering. Memories of her dream came flooding back, the Phoenix Ocean, the place she had longed to visit but never had the chance. Could this be the ocean?

Quinn turned to her, his expression unreadable. "Don't you think reminiscing about your ex-lover is unfair to your new one?" He deflected, attempting to change the subject. 

"Don't make this about him!" She snapped, her voice rising. "I demand an answer." Her grave tone left no room for teasing, and for a moment, he faltered.