Sophia
The boat ride had been too quick, really.
I wasn’t ready for it to end, and yet the moment my feet touched the soft sand of the island, I forgot everything else.
The warm breeze carried the scent of saltwater and something sweet, almost like fresh fruit. My heart skipped, and before I could stop myself, I took off running.
It was impossible not to.
The place was magic.
I darted across the shore, my shoes sinking into the pale sand before I kicked them off entirely.
The water lapped at my ankles, cool and clear, and I laughed, an unrestrained, bubbling sound that felt strange in my own ears.
I wasn’t usually like this. But the island… the island made me feel like a child let loose in a fairytale.
Palm trees swayed above me, their shadows dancing on the ground as I zigzag
