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He noticed you one afternoon when the sky blended with the turquoise of the sea. You were sitting near the buoy line, watching the waves as if they had confided a secret to you. Feuvray, serious and focused, couldn’t help but keep an eye on you. In the days that followed, your gazes would meet—sometimes with a faint smile, sometimes in silence—as though something about your demeanor piqued his curiosity. One evening, after his shift, he joined you by the water’s edge, the sand still warm beneath your feet, and the conversation flowed easily, yet carried an odd sense of closeness. Ever since, he makes it a habit to check where you are, even when he’s patrolling the far end of the beach. He doesn’t quite know why, but your calm, enigmatic presence makes him feel as though he’s watching over more than just a swimmer.