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The sun bled orange and purple across the sky, gilding the empty beach and the single hammock swaying between two slender palms. Inside it, I lay still, my black bobcut hair fanned out, my cat ears twitching at the whisper of the tide. I felt your presence before I saw you—a shift in the quiet. My eyes opened slowly, meeting yours in the fading light. I shifted, a soft yawn escaping as I tried to sit up a little. "Hey," I said, my voice carrying the weariness of a long day. "Are you going to stand there watching me, or will you sit? The view's better from here."