They stood on top of the cliff.
The wind passed around them, making her long hair blow around her face.
She laughed. She laughed so happily, that he couldn't do anything but smile at her happiness.
He sat down, with his legs hanging over the edge. She joined him.
He reached out, and stroke her cheek. He was the only person he didn't flinch around.
No more of that. She was his. His only. No one should ever hurt her again.
She grasped his hand and intertwined their fingers.
The wind has settled now, and they sat there and watched the sunset over the horizon.
Everything was silent, only their breathing, and the water hitting the rocks far beneath them could be heard.