Sara looked out of the car as it slowly stopped at the narrow, unpaved trail that led the path to the cliff of Costa Brava. A cheerful smile formed on her lips as she ended up seeing the seagulls circling over the blue surface of the water.
"Let's get down," Luca said as he got out from his side. Sara, too, stepped out, and the cool Mediterranean sea wind immediately brushed past her. The wind tousled their hair as they began walking on the rocky path.
"So, this is your secret place," Sara said, walking carefully, her attention split between the stony path and the stunning drop-off to her right. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ears before tilting her head to look at him.
"Yeah. The cliffside of Costa Brava," he replied, his gaze fixed on the ascent.
"This place is quite far from the city," she pointed out.
