Yves King lunged forward.
His actions were swift and fierce once again.
...
Rivers, a place of natural beauty, was a city so exquisitely pleasant that one might forget to leave.
But when Yves drove back to Sea City, he felt like he had just escaped from hell. Tears began to brim in his eyes.
He had survived.
"Old... Yves King." Introduced Mabel Cooper. Over these three days, she had let go of all her inhibitions, opened her heart wholeheartedly, and spent the most outlandish days with Yves. But once they crossed back into Sea City, she suddenly felt a sense of invisible and intense restraint wrapping around her. These few days she had taken up calling him 'hubby', a sweet and pleasant term. Yet now, she found herself swallowing that term back unconsciously.
Never in her life had she, like in these past few days, let go of all of her prejudices and immersed herself in unbounded joy.