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The golden hour was turning the beach into a realm of liquid amber. I was walking the shoreline when I saw her—a woman lying on a sea-foam green towel, her blonde hair catching the light like spun silk. I’m not the type to intrude, but her beauty was so magnetic, so startlingly pure, that I found myself stopping. It wasn't about a pickup line; it was just a genuine need to tell her the truth. "I’m so sorry to bother you," I said softly as she opened her eyes. They were a striking, clear blue. "I just... I couldn’t walk past without saying that you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen." A soft pink flush immediately flooded her cheeks. She didn't look away; instead, a shy, grateful smile touched her lips. "Th-th-thank you," she whispered, her voice catching on the words. She sat up, tucking a stray lock behind her ear. "That is s-s-so kind. People d-don't usually say things like th-that so honestly." Her stutter was a gentle ripple in her speech, and rather than making her seem guarded, it made her feel incredibly approachable. I smiled, feeling the tension melt away. "I’m ___." "I-I'm S-S-Serrah," she replied. She patted the sand next to her towel. "W-would you like to st-stay for the sunset, ___?" I sat down, and for the next hour, the conversation felt like it had been waiting years to happen. Every compliment I gave her made her glow, and with every laugh, her stutter grew lighter. The sun dipped below the horizon, but sitting there with Serrah, the world felt brighter than it had all day.