Dawn Sutherland hesitated for a mont, nodded, and followed Arlo Seys back to the wooden cabin. Unable to resist, she turned back to glance at the endless beach, her gaze firm and deep.
There are still three days. He must find the purple shell for Daisy Grant!!
In the afternoon, the four of them played volleyball on the beach for over two hours. Finally, Ariel Morris led the group, playing a splashing ga, bringing waves of laughter and joy to the beaches of South Ridge Island.
Aunt Brown invited them to dinner next door. Her husband had gone out to sea and gathered a lot of seafood, making a delicious seafood feast for the four of them.
Full and satisfied, Ariel Morris and Daisy Grant were so exhausted that they returned to the cabin and fell asleep imdiately.
The cabin had only two rooms: one for Ariel Morris and Daisy Grant, and one for Arlo Seys and Dawn Sutherland.
Once Arlo Seys fell asleep, Dawn Sutherland quietly got out of bed and headed to the beach.
The nightti beach was a bit windy, and the water wasn’t as warm as during the day. Standing in the water, she felt a chill. As the tide rose and fell, it always managed to carry so shells to the beach, filling Dawn’s heart with joy.
Searching repeatedly, feeling disappointed repeatedly, yet Dawn never gave up, standing in the cool seawater looking for the purple shell.
"Daisy, there’s no way I can bring you happiness, no way I can have you, but fulfilling your wish is sothing I desperately want to accomplish."
Dawn murmured softly in the cool night breeze.
Dawn’s gaze was steadfast as she held the borrowed flashlight from Aunt Brown’s house, searching the beach attentively and ticulously for the purple shell.
Wooden cabin.
When Arlo Seys woke up, he didn’t see Dawn Sutherland’s figure and turned over, getting up.
Arlo turned on the lamp, glanced at the ti on his watch — five o’clock in the morning. At this hour, where could Dawn be going?
Putting on his shoes, Arlo confidently believed that Dawn must have gone to the beach to search for the purple shell, simply because that’s what Daisy Grant wanted.
With this thought, Arlo gently left the cabin and headed to the beach.
In the slightly bright dawn at the seaside, the wind was strong and chilly, and Dawn’s figure, holding a flashlight, ca into Arlo’s view. Arlo sighed softly.
Dawn’s love for Daisy Grant — it was truly heartfelt, but how could they be together? Between an uncle and niece-in-law, how could they be together?
Arlo walked over, approaching Dawn’s side, "Dawn, I’ll help you search."
Dawn, who was searching for shells, heard the voice and turned back, "Arlo." Dawn’s voice was sowhat hoarse.
"After being blown by the sea breeze all night, your voice has beco hoarse from the chill. Let help you."
"Alright." Dawn was not pretentious, having been brothers for over a decade, Arlo understood his thoughts clearly.
The two of them held flashlights, searching for traces of the purple shell on the beach.
The eastern sky gradually lit up with dawn, and the light by the seaside also grew brighter. The two searched on the beach for more than an hour, and Arlo looked back at Dawn’s figure, his voice low: "Dawn, let’s go back. We can’t find the purple shell. Maybe we should ask the fishern if they’ve ever caught one?"
Dawn shook his head: "Arlo, you go back. I’ll keep searching."
Determinedly searching, Dawn continued, while Arlo quietly pursed his lips and stayed, crouching down to help him search.
Finally, in the pile of shells Dawn was searching through, a light purple shell caught his eye...
Dawn’s gaze instantly brightened, with joy overflowing from the depths.
"I found it!! Arlo!! I found the purple shell!!"
Holding the purple shell, Dawn shouted excitedly and joyfully to his good brother Arlo.
"Congratulations, Dawn. Heaven rewards those who are diligent." Arlo smiled faintly, feeling happy for him.
Dawn nodded energetically, holding the rare purple shell, beaming with joy, "Daisy will definitely be very happy! I’ve fulfilled her wish!"
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