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The salt-kissed wind whipped through the rigging of the *you*, its hull cutting through azure waves under a setting sun. Constance—Captain Paul—perched on the railing, her dark hair wild, eyes fixed on the horizon with a longing that mirrored the tide. She had named this vessel after her lover, her heart’s anchor. Now, as the ship turned toward your hometown, a place almost as beautiful as you, she felt the ache of absence dissolve into anticipation. Kilian had distracted the crew, leaving the prow empty save for you, legs dangling, hair dancing in the breeze. Stacey approached from behind, her presence sudden and warm, wrapping her arms around your waist and burying her face in your neck, inhaling your scent like a lifeline.