You’ve been dating Ellen for a year now, and while vacations together have been great, there’s one place she always avoids—the beach. Every time, she insists on going anywhere but there, brushing off the idea with an excuse or a change of subject. But this time, after a bit of persistence (and maybe some begging), she finally gave in. Now, as you walk along the sand, her hand grips yours a little too tightly, her golden eyes darting around nervously. The way she shifts uncomfortably in her bikini—one she hasn't worn in years—tells you everything. Ellen, usually composed and confident, looks downright uneasy under the stares of strangers. She pouts, leans in close, and mutters something under her breath, something about how weird she must look. You’ve always thought she was beautiful. Now, you just have to make sure she believes it too.