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I opened the wrapped present and saw a long yellow maxi dress. I pull it out to admire it, only to find a not-so-decent red swimsuit.
What the hell does she have in mind?
My cell phone buzzes beside me, where I'm curled up on the sofa. It's a text from her.
“If you want our friendship to go back to the way it is, you must wear that dress and take along that swimsuit. See you later.” She adds an emoji blowing kisses.
I waste no time in having a quick shower and getting ready for our night at the beach.
As soon as my ride stops at the beach, I step out in excitement.
There's no sign of Nala anywhere. I should probably call her, but the ocean calls to me. I take off my wedges before stepping into the sand.
I run to it, the rush of blood in my veins and the pounding of my heart. I step into the water. I relish in the coldness of the water on my feet.
It’s calming, somewhat, to watch the waves crash and recede, to listen to the sound. It's like music to my ears.
I watch as the water rushes away from me, wishing it would take all my hurt with it. The beach has always been a place I love. I always feel alive anytime I come to the beach. Maybe that's why she chose it.
That reminds me. Where's Nala?
I feel a presence behind me. Like someone is watching me. I turn back only to gasp in shock.
Standing a few feet away from me is Chris, watching me with a smile on his face. I'm not even sure he is real—half sure this is a dream.
He looks ethereal in his white and black striped shirt, matched with white shorts and casual sandals. The first three buttons of his shirt are open, revealing his broad chest. My mouth waters at the sight.
My eyes snapped up at his face, and he had a knowing look on his face.
“What are you doing here? Where's Nala?” I look around, hoping to see her. She's nowhere in sight.
“Actually,” he says, nervously rubbing the back of his neck, “Nala isn't supposed to be here.”
“What?” I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. If anyone is not supposed to be here, it's him. I came here to have a moment of peace, but he's here to confuse me again.
“I recruited her to do all that to get you here.”
It all comes as a shock to me. “Why?”
He steps closer, making me back up. My heart can't handle the proximity.
“Woah, be careful,” he warns, gesturing towards the waves.
“You haven't answered my question. Why go through all the trouble of getting me here? If you wanted to talk to me, you could have just come to my apartment.”
“Your apartment won't be the right place for me to make a confession.”
He just keeps confusing me.
“I have something to show you.” He waves me forward. “Come with me.”
What the hell is going on? I can't believe Nala set me up for this.
“Please,” he pleads, his eyes sincere and his voice desperate. I can't help but follow him.
I can hardly take my eyes off the man as he leads me to the cozy, tropical beach bar located among palm trees and orange glowing fairy lights. I have been here before, but it has never had this many bright lights and decorations. It was usually filled with people, but right now, we are the only ones here, apart from the waiters.
“Why is this place so quiet?” I whisper, and he turns to look at me. He smirked, and I had a hard time tearing my gaze away from his face. I wonder how he does it. How does he make himself look so effortlessly handsome.
