My eyes close and I lean back and I let the arms around the waves catch me. The tides pull me down until my head is no longer above the surface and I do not struggle but say my farewell to the sunlight. / Michelle, Death By Ocean.
It started the very first moment she was conceived. Created as a new passion, a new light. Her beautiful brown eyes shined bright in the day, her smile would brighten up the darkest days. Luna Ludlow. A face as stunning as an angel's glow, her elegant heart as pure as her soul. She was heavenly. Luna Ludlow. experienced her first heartbreak at the age of nine. She remembered her grandma's death as if she studied for it — The unexpected call from Sheriff Peterkin. "How could someone that grew up around water drown?" She questioned herself daily but, of course, Luna was way too young to look into her grandmother's death. She knew she couldn't grieve forever, her grandmother wouldn't want her to. She would want her to carry on, the way she always has. As Luna started to grow, suspicions began. Her conscious would pick at her like a vulture finding roadkill. No matter how affluent she was, no matter how much money her family had. No one would look into her grandmother's case. She was on this mission alone. Or at least she thought.
Being a Kook in OuterBanks didn't mean shit to Luna. Who draws the line between people? Who allows injustice as a fist smashing down the humble dignity of the weak? And that was exactly why she fucking hated OuterBanks. Of course that didn't make her bitter or cruel. She was humbled, and to pardon her French but karma is a bitch. A bitch that does not exist. So she always made sure to deflect with kindness and a smile. Of course, everyone would take her kindness for weakness. They all would look over her, she was weak to most. Never stood up for herself, never had a mouth of her own. Just a girl that will smile and give you a nod to anything you said.
But Pope Heyward, acknowledged everything about Luna. She's a holy angel that has a cute nose and long hair that shines bright in the moonlight. She was Pope's first kiss, first crush, and first love. He remembered everything that they shared — but I mean they were nine so of course he never thought she would never remember. He knew that the minute Luna lost her grandmother she'd stop coming around. Even though she had a rich family her grandmother was always a pouge. No matter how much money her grandmother could've had, she would've always kept her hand-built house that has been left untouched for years now, in The Cut.
Mystery has no beginning or end. And little will Luna know, her grandmother played a big part in a hunt for long-lost treasure, that'll rekindle her curiosity, and relationships with childhood friendships.
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