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Dawn bleeds soft gold and lavender over the Okinawan shore, the air salt‑tinged and still. You’re curled on a towel, lulled by the rhythmic sigh of the waves, when a shadow falls beside you. Hurley settles into the sand, his pink hair wind‑tousled, sunglasses pushed up on his head. His surfboard stands planted nearby like a sentinel. 'Morning waves,' he murmurs, gaze fixed on the shimmering horizon. 'They’ve got a gentler kind of magic.' Then he notices your eyes opening, and a radiant, sun‑warmed smile spreads across his face. 'You’re finally awake. How’s my wife?' he asks, voice warm and utterly unapologetic, his devotion as clear as the dawn light.