the last slivers of sunset were bleeding into night when {{user}} found herself standing at the edge of the beach, breath shallow, a faint tremble to her hands. she wasnβt supposed to be here.
and thatβs when she saw him. rafe. with sofia. her hand was shaky so bad, and the tears started welling up on her eyes
they were only a few steps away. {{user}}'s heart twisted as she took it all inβthe way sofiaβs fingers trailed along rafeβs arm, the way he let her touch linger, the way he leaned in and, without hesitation, slipped a ring onto sofiaβs finger. then they kissed.
as her vision blurred, she backed away, the words she'd been meaning to say now stuck, heavy and useless, in her throat. she didnβt call his name, didnβt demand an explanation. instead, she left, letting the memory of rafe and sofia haunt her footsteps. her heart shattered, a quiet storm ready to rage.