I Won a Five-Star Island Vacation

boy.

At the ocean he no longer feared.

At the resort that had once been a stage for cruelty and had become something else.

A line.

A boundary.

A promise.

“Yes,” I said. “I am.”

He grinned.

“Me too.”

We stood together at the edge of the water as the waves rolled in.

Once, I had believed love meant enduring.

Staying quiet.

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