She had no idea. The seascape didn’t help much in calming her. Sitting on the edge of the rocks, pointy spears of earth poking her as she reeled numbly from shock, she waited for her heart to stop breaking. It didn’t.The sun glinted blindingly off the water below, making Sophia’s tears feel like they were from the burn of the salty sea instead of her shattered heart. The wind spiraled around her, chilling her already-cold body. She zipped her jacket and curled her arms around herself.Footsteps crackled along the rocks. He had come for her. As he drew nearer, she turned away. She couldn’t dare look at him now. She would surely fall apart knowing she loved a man who wouldn’t return the emotion.What could she do now? Running back home seemed like a viable option. Anne Marie could help her clear this mess out of her head. No. Sophia did not run away from things she feared. Not anymore. If so, she would have never made it to right here, right now. That was part of the problem, wasn’t it?
