Elizabeth nodded in agreement but continued to stare at the sea, reluctant to leave.
He squeezed her hand. “I promise you will visit the ocean again. I will bring you to the beach as often as you like.”
Turning toward him, she threw her arms around his neck. “I am pleased to hear that, Mr. Darcy, for the beach is even more dear to me now than it was.”
He smiled down at her. “Oh?”
“Yes, for it was at the seaside that I fell in love with you.”
The End