The ocean stretched out in every direction, wide and endless. Coral swayed. Bubbles rose. But for Sammy, something was missing.
“It’s hard to swim alone,” he said softly, his voice barely louder than the current. “I miss her. I wish Luna was swimming next to me right now.”
He looked at a trail of bubbles rising to the surface. He imagined Luna racing ahead, spinning playfully, calling back to him with a laugh in her voice.
“She always knew where we were going, even when we didn’t,” he sighed. “And even when she didn’t know… she made me feel like we’d be okay.”
“I don’t feel brave without her,” he admitted. “Everything feels bigger. Emptier. Louder.”
A small crab scuttled by. Sammy smiled weakly at it, then let his gaze drift toward the blue horizon.
“I hope she’s okay. I hope she knows I believe in her.”
He blinked away a tear.
“Sometimes... I wish I could tell her how much she means to me. Maybe
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