The day after their wedding, with the celebration still glowing in their hearts, we met again by the ocean in Agadir. They had married just steps away from the sea, but this time there was no timeline, no guests — only the two of them and the endless horizon.

Barefoot and carefree, they ran along the shore, laughing, chasing seagulls, letting the wind play with her dress. The sunset wrapped them in soft golden light, and every touch felt natural, unposed, deeply theirs.

It was slower, freer, more intimate — a quiet continuation of their love story, carried by the waves.