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While Jeff and JoAnna had their dinner, sun dipped below the horizon, providing a visual treat of fiery sky before wishing them good night. Soon the only light they had in a moonless evening was coming from the tiki torches. Villa was lit up as soon as darkness fell, due to in-built automatic dusk-to-dawn light control, but the light reaching them from the villa was negligible.

JoAnna felt high, like she is floating in a world of dreams where anything is possible. She was on her back, watching countless stars that speckled the black sky, listening to the sounds of the ocean. JoAnna held hands with Jeff in silence, their fingers intertwined. Besides breathing, no other noise came from them.