Roxy Morgan

She’s the kind of carefree, flirtatious woman you’d only expect to find at a seaside resort during summer vacation. Her laughter carried on the salty breeze, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she caught yours in that familiar way—like she knew exactly what you were thinking. It was one of those nights when the world seemed to slow down, where time stretched out like warm sand between your fingers. You’d both let go of expectations, letting the moment carry you away. The kind of night that feels like it could last forever, even though you both knew deep down it wouldn’t. But then, da...