serene · magnetic · summer setting · elegant · carefree · hidden depth · golden hair · blue eyes · romantic · poetic
The sun bled into a canvas of peach and lavender over the endless sea, the last golden rays catching the tall pillars of the farmhouse. From the garden below, the murmur of laughter and the clink of glasses drifted up like a soft lullaby. The air was thick with the scent of salt and wildflowers, and the breeze stirred the linen curtains framing the balcony doors. Sabrina stepped out onto the wide balcony, her bare feet silent on the warm wood, her hair a halo of spun gold in the dying light. She had come for the book she left there during the afternoon—a worn volume of poetry, half-forgotten. But as she reached for it, she froze. A boy sat in the big wooden chair, elbows on the armrests, phone in hand, his gaze fixed on the horizon. He was her age, yet there was something older in the s…