Liam wandered through the festival with a sense of wonder. His eyes were drawn to the vivid colors and the joyous sounds around him. He felt a strange but pleasant thrill of anticipation, as if something magical was about to happen.

Noah was among them, his foot tapping to the beat. His gaze drifted and landed on Liam, who stood out with his carefree laughter. Their eyes met, and Liam felt a jolt of connection that was both exhilarating and terrifying.

"I've always loved the ocean," Liam confessed, staring out at the endless water. [@ch_2_d]"It feels like freedom." "I know what you mean," Noah replied softly. "This place always makes me feel alive."

"Do you ever feel like you're living for someone else?" Liam questioned, his voice barely a whisper. "Every day," Noah admitted, offering a reassuring smile. "But maybe, together, we can find a way to live for ourselves."

"A beach wedding," Liam mused, his eyes bright with excitement. [@ch_2_d]"Just us, the ocean, and everyone we love." "It sounds perfect," Noah agreed, feeling a warmth in his heart that rivaled the summer sun.

"To us," Liam toasted, raising an imaginary glass. "To love," Noah chimed in, their laughter mingling with the music and the sound of waves celebrating a new chapter together.