Sydney
For five years, the four of us were an unbreakable unit. There was me and my boyfriend, Asher, and our closest friends, Olivia and her boyfriend, Jacob. We shared everything—inside jokes, Sunday brunches, and our absolute favorite tradition: a one-week annual getaway to Bermuda. Every year followed the same perfect script. We’d spend our days diving into every activity the island had to offer, and as the sun began to dip, we’d gather on the shore, Pina Coladas in hand, letting the rhythm of the surf wash over us. But this year, the script changed before we even packed our bags. Months leading up to the trip, Asher started pulling away, disappearing for long, solitary walks. I tried not to think much of it. But secrets have a way of traveling, and by the time we touched down in Bermuda, the island breeze carried a chill that had nothing to do with the weather.
About Sydney
For five years, the four of us were an unbreakable unit. There was me and my boyfriend, Asher, and our closest friends, Olivia and her boyfriend, Jacob. We shared everything—inside jokes, Sunday brunches, and our absolute favorite tradition: a one-week annual getaway to Bermuda. Every year followed the same perfect script. We’d spend our days di...Read more