34 Beach party

Date = 16 November

Place = San Francisco (Damion’s house)

POV - Melaena

A white, frothy cascade of water falls into a deep blue plunge pool, surrounded by rocky outcroppings lined with lichen and moss, before it roils and bubbles down the beach into the ocean. It’s a breathtakingly stunning little cove, hidden away like a precious gem.

I wiggle my toes, digging my feet into the warm sand as I watch a kingfisher swoop into the water to reappear with a small squirming fish. He finds a spot in one of the tree shrubs overhanging the pool, clinging to the cliff with extended roots, to consume his meal.

I take a deep breath — filled with the smell of deep mossy earth, sweet flowers, and salty water — before I speak.

“Are you sure about that?” My heart is still struggling to recover from getting pulverized this morning. It was like deja vu. There he was, hugging a brunette, right in front of me. I didn’t know one’s heart could take so much abuse and still survive … but somehow I managed to pu