The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm and golden glow across the tranquil waters of Newport Harbor. Edward stood on the deck of his family's yacht, Lost Horizon, his thoughts consumed by the task at hand. He had a plan—a grand, romantic plan—and he was determined to execute it perfectly.

As the sea breeze tousled his hair, Edward's mind replayed the conversation he had with his father earlier that day. Jonathan Morgan, the founder of Oceanic Shipbuilders & Co., had always been a source of wisdom and guidance for Edward. And today, as Edward confided in him about his intention to propose to Emily, his father's eyes had twinkled with a mix of pride and nostalgia.

"Son," Jonathan had said, his voice filled with a father's affection, "planning a proposal is no simple task. You're asking someone to share their life with you, and that's a moment that deserves careful consideration."

Edward had nodded, absorbing every word as his father continued. "Think about what makes your relationship unique, what moments have brought you closer, and what future you envision together. Choose a location that holds significance for both of you."

And now, as Edward gazed out at the harbor, he knew exactly where he wanted to take Emily—a secluded cove nestled between rocky cliffs, a place they had stumbled upon during one of their exploratory walks. It was a spot that felt like their secret sanctuary, a place where their connection had deepened with each shared moment.

He had already started planning the logistics—the right time of day when the sun would cast a soft and romantic light, the arrangement of flowers and candles that would create an ambiance of enchantment, and the perfect words that would convey the depth of his feelings.

Lost in his thoughts, Edward barely noticed the footsteps approaching from behind until a voice interrupted his reverie. "Edward?"

He turned to find Captain Morrison standing there, a knowing smile on his face. "You seem lost in thought, my friend."

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Edward chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I suppose I am. I have something important to plan."

The captain raised an eyebrow, his gaze curious. "A proposal, I presume?"

Edward's cheeks reddened slightly, but he nodded. "Yes, exactly."

Captain Morrison grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ah, love. It has a way of making even the most composed men stumble."

Edward chuckled again, appreciating the captain's understanding. "You're not wrong."

The two men fell into a comfortable silence, the only sounds being the gentle lapping of water against the hull of the yacht and the distant cries of seagulls. After a moment, Captain Morrison spoke again, his tone thoughtful. "You know, Edward, I've known Emily for quite some time now. I've seen her grow, face challenges, and make decisions that have shaped her into the remarkable woman she is today."

Edward turned his attention fully to the captain, intrigued by his perspective. "And?"

Captain Morrison's eyes held a mixture of warmth and wisdom. "She's not someone who can be easily swayed by grand gestures or extravagant displays. What she values most is sincerity, authenticity, and a genuine connection."

Edward absorbed the captain's words, realizing the truth in them. Emily was not the type to be swept away by superficial gestures; she valued substance and meaning above all else.

The captain placed a hand on Edward's shoulder, offering a reassuring squeeze. "Plan something that speaks to your relationship, Edward. A reflection of the journey you've taken together and the promise of the journey yet to come."

Edward nodded, gratitude welling up within him for Captain Morrison's insight. "Thank you, Captain. Your advice means a lot."

With a warm smile, the captain gave Edward's shoulder another squeeze before turning to leave. "I have a feeling that whatever you plan, Emily will treasure it."

As the captain walked away, Edward was left alone with his thoughts once more. He glanced out at the cove, envisioning the scene he hoped to create—the candles flickering in the evening breeze, the petals of flowers scattered on the ground, and, most importantly, Emily's eyes lighting up with joy and surprise.

He took a deep breath, his determination solidifying. He had the guidance he needed, the perfect location in mind, and a heart full of love ready to be expressed. It was time to set his plan in motion, to create a proposal that would be a true reflection of their journey—a journey that had started as partners in a shipbuilding project and had blossomed into a love story for the ages.