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Anna always loved to look for little miracles where others saw everyday life. As a child, she collected shells on the seashore, and each one seemed to her like a secret letter from the sea. Her mother joked that soon there would be no room left under the bed for all those “messages from the sea,” but Anna didn't care.
Over the years, this love of mysteries did not disappear — it simply changed, just like Anna herself. Now she worked as an interface designer, thinking about colors and reworking clients' layouts to make them more creative. In the evenings, she browsed travel blogs and dreamed of spending her entire two-week vacation in French Polynesia.
Recently, on a private website, she came across a short note about a container lost in Bora Bora. It was about a turquoise-colored spherical container that held the code to a lost crypto wallet belonging to a French multimillionaire. He offered a reward of 25 percent of the contents of the “crypto container” to whoever found the sphere — the key to the USDT asset. The method of payment for the reward did not matter. It could be a quick USDT transaction or a payment in traditional fiat currencies...
It sounded like a fantasy, but that night, Anya couldn't sleep. Images of the ocean, the turquoise ball, and the desire to try to find the lost treasure swirled in her head. Moreover, she was about to go on vacation. She didn't take many things with her on her trip. Only the bare essentials, a laptop, a camera, and a thin scarf — the only memento of her ex. A week later, she was already flying over the ocean waves.
"Bora Bora... Crystal clear water, white beaches, and luxurious bungalows on stilts overlooking the lagoon... A wonderful time and lots of beautiful photos...," she thought.
In Bora Bora, Anna settled in a small bungalow right above the water. In the evenings, she listened to the waves and wrote down her dreams in a notebook. They were strange: she was running barefoot on wet sand.
One day, a local boy offered to show her “special places.” They sailed on a boat until they stopped near a rock with a small cave. They walked along the shore a little and looked into the cave. Inside, it smelled of seaweed, sea stones, and silence.
Among the shells and stones, right on the tide line, she saw a small ball. It's a ball, she thought.
The ball, as if in response, glowed dully in the rays of the morning sun. Inside the ball, she found two flash drives. Manu just stood nearby and said nothing.
When they returned to the bungalow, Anna sat down at her laptop and wrote a letter. An hour later, she received a reply, and the amount that had been credited to her account appeared on the screen.
In the morning, she went out onto the terrace, where Manu was already waiting for her. The sun was rising over the ocean, its rays dancing on the water.
Anna held Manu's hand and knew that true happiness lay in trust, in laughter, in the feeling of the wind on her face. She felt peace in her soul. She smiled, hugged him, and thought that the most important thing in her life had already happened.
