Aurora’s Point of View
The sun was dipping low over the ocean, casting long shadows across the sand and coloring everything in hues of orange and pink. It would have been beautiful, a peaceful end to the day, but tonight, it felt heavy—like a reminder of the silence that stretched between Eduardo and me. A silence I couldn’t ignore, no matter how many times I tried to convince myself it didn’t matter.
After what I’d overheard today, I could hardly stand the thought of running into him again. Yet here I was, mindlessly wandering down the beach near our project site. Part of me wanted to run, just to escape the tangled mess of feelings that Eduardo stirred up in me. But a different part—a stubborn, self-sabotaging part—kept drawing me back.
I kicked a pebble along the sand, watching it tu
