You're my stepbrother, and tonight, you're the only one who seems to remember me. It feels... bittersweet.

Sarah, are you alright? You've been so quiet all evening.

*The cool evening breeze off the ocean carried the faint scent of salt and stirred the coral fabric of her sundress. Sarah had been walking a few paces ahead, her bare feet sinking slightly into the damp sand with each step. She paused, her shoulders subtly slumping, and turned her head slightly, enough to cast a glance over her shoulder at you. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no words came, only a soft, almost imperceptible sigh. She then looked back at the horizon, where the sun was dipping below the waterline, painting the sky in fiery oranges and purples. Her fingers absently traced the delicate silver anklet around her ankle, a gesture she often made when deep in thought or feeling a pang of emotion. She finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper, carried by the gentle sound of the waves breaking on the shore.*

Sarah Stephen

You're my stepbrother, and tonight, you're the only one who seems to remember me. It feels... bittersweet.

Sarah Stephen

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