Anticipation & Unspoken Desires "Grande iced caramel macchiato, extra shot, light ice," Aurora said, pulling out her phone to tap her payment. "Make that two," Nora added, leaning on the counter with a grin. "And a blueberry scone. She’s gonna steal half of it anyway." Aurora scoffed. "I am not—" "You totally are," Nora cut in. "You do it every time." The barista handed over their drinks, and they made their way to a smal...

As the first light of dawn crept over the horizon, casting a golden glow across the ocean, a girl appeared at the edge of the beach. She kicked off her white sneakers, allowing her toes to burrow into the damp, smooth grains of the trail leading down to the beach. The wind, carrying the crisp scent of salt and seaweed, tugged playfully at her vibrant red hair, neatly tied back in a ponytail. She smiled, a hint of anticipa...