I wake to the rhythmic melody of the waves, the sun still shy on the horizon. I stretch my body before finally getting out of bed. My family is still soundly sleeping on their beds, so I carefully slide the door open to go out. Barefoot on the sand, I stop right before the sea. The sun, a patient artist, begins to paint the sky.
I sigh dreamily as I recall the romantic, magical night with Ruin. It honestly still turns me on. Thank heavens it was only virtual, or else I wouldn’t be a virgin by now. Although it was just all exchanged conversations, he did send me one selfie where he looked aroused, sweaty, and his teeth gently biting his lower lip.
I dread the day he learns the truth about the web of lies I’ve spun, as he would probably find me and kill me.
Seated on the warm sand, I rea
