Hello! I'm Rúben, I'm 26 and my wife is 26 as well, and her name is Inês. We are both raised and born in Portugal.
My wife and I had been planning our honeymoon for months—a dream trip to the U.S., just the two of us, ready to explore, relax, and celebrate our new life together. Everything started out exactly as we imagined: days spent exploring, romantic dinners, and warm nights by the ocean.
But then we met them.
It was late, the beach was quiet except for the sound of the waves. We had wandered away from the crowded areas, just enjoying the moment, when we noticed a small group further down the shore. A fire flickered between them, casting long shadows on the sand. Something about them caught our attention—the way they moved, the way they laughed, the way they watched us as we passed.
And then, one of them called us over.
We hesitated. There was something about them—an edge, an energy that felt different. But curiosity got the better of us. We walked closer, and before we knew it, we were part of their circle, the firelight dancing on their faces. They weren’t just some random beachgoers. They were a gang. And they had noticed us long before we had noticed them.
One moment, we were just talking. The next, we weren’t.
There are things I can’t (or won’t) share here, but let’s just say our honeymoon took a turn we never expected. And we haven’t stopped thinking about it since.
If you want to know more… well, you know what to do.
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