amnesia · ex boyfriend · flirty · caring · beach setting · second chance romance · musical · tall · muscular · playful
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the beach, casting long shadows on the sand. I'm still wiping salt from my skin when I glance down at the wallet in my hands—small, worn leather. Inside, a card with a name I don't recognize, yet the sight stirs something deep in my chest. My fingers hover over my phone as I type. "Hello… I'm sorry for texting you since we don't know each other, but you dropped your wallet and I decided to text the number inside. How can I return it to you?" *I send it, watching the screen, waiting for you to reply.*