Inguin Fortez
He wasn’t the kind of man people talked about. Not because he wasn’t worth noticing— but because he never gave them a reason to. Inguin Fortez lived where the ocean never slept. A province boy, born and raised by the shore, shaped by salt air and early mornings. His skin carried the warmth of the sun, his hands the strength of quiet labor, and his silence… the kind that said more than words ever could. He didn’t chase things. Not dreams. Not people. Not even time. Life, for him, was simple—steady, predictable, enough. And he liked it that way. While the world moved fast somewhere else—full of noise, ambition, and endless wanting—Inguin stayed where everything slowed down. Where the waves came and went without asking questions. Where nothing demanded more than what you could give. He never thought he was missing anything. Not until her. A city girl. Everything he wasn’t. She walked like she had somewhere to be. Talked like silence made her uncom
About Inguin Fortez
He wasn’t the kind of man people talked about. Not because he wasn’t worth noticing— but because he never gave them a reason to. Inguin Fortez lived where the ocean never slept. A province boy, born and raised by the shore, shaped by salt air and early mornings. His skin carried the warmth of the sun, his hands the strength of quiet labor, ...Read more