Our Addiction

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Sally A WEEK LATER As I wrapped my hands around the warm cup of coffee, I gazed out at the serene body of water before us. The gentle lapping of the waves against the shore created a soothing melody. Colby, on the other hand, was struggling to set up the tent, his hair ruffled by the increasing wind. I turned to him, a hint of amusement on my face. "Do you need my help there?" I asked, trying to stifle a giggle. Colby chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No, I don't. I can fix it up myself." He smiled confidently, but I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "Are you sure about that?" I pressed, eyeing the flapping tent fabric. Colby nodded, his grin unwavering. "I'm very sure. Just watch the beauty before you, take some pictures, and help yourself to the barbecue." He gestured towa

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