The sun had dipped lower in the sky, casting the retreat in an amber hue, warm and soft. Katherine and Carolina walked side by side, laughter lingering faintly from a shared joke they could barely remember now.
“We should go see the boys,” Carolina said, brushing her fingers through her hair. “They’re probably still lounging around somewhere.”
Katherine smirked. “Cabin E?”
“Let’s go.”
Their footsteps crunched gently on the gravel path as they turned toward the men’s cabin. The evening air smelled faintly of wild mint and woodsmoke—fresh, calm, quiet. The kind of quiet that feels like something important is about to happen.
As they reached Cabin E, they spotted Devon just ahead, fumbling with the key at his door.
Carolina called out softly, “Hey, Devon!”
He turned, startled but quick
