Chapter 31 - Shifting Sands

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Alex's POV

The warm Hawaii sun casts a golden glow over everything as I step out onto the balcony of the beach house. It's early morning, and the salty sea breeze feels refreshing against my skin. The crashing waves echo in the distance, creating a soothing rhythm that momentarily drowns out my thoughts. I spot Levi down by the water, getting ready for his morning surf session. He's always been an early riser, and over the past few days, I've learned that he's happiest when he's out there on the waves.

Inside, Lucien is still asleep, buried in the covers with his hair a tousled mess on the pillow. When this vacation started, I was excited—an escape from school, from routine. I thought being away from everything would help me figure things out with Lucien. But the more time we've spent here, the clearer it's become that something between us isn't clicking the way I'd hoped.

I slip on my sneakers quietly, careful not to wake him. Levi and I planned a hike for today—something we've talked about since the first day we arrived. It's become our thing, being active together, pushing our limits. Lucien, on the other hand, is more laid-back, preferring to spend his time with a book in hand or lounging on the beach. There's nothing wrong with that, but our different energy levels are starting to feel... mismatched.

Before I leave, I glance back at Lucien. I don't feel guilty about going out without him—it's not like we have to do everything together—but there's this lingering tension between us that's been growing all week. Last night, sitting by the bonfire, it felt like we were miles apart, even though we were side by side.

"Hey, you ready?" Levi's voice snaps me out of my thoughts as I make my way down to meet him. He's waiting by the porch, his board shorts still on from his surf, a smile playing on his lips.

"Yeah," I say, forcing a smile in return. "Let's hit the trail."

We start the hike, and as always, the conversation flows easily. We talk about college plans, sports, and our families. Levi has this calming presence that's hard to describe. There's an ease to our friendship that I didn't expect when we first met. The trail gets steeper, and the challenge feels good, like it's burning away the confusion in my mind. But still, my thoughts drift back to Lucien.

He's smart, funny, and I enjoy his company, but something's missing. And it's becoming harder to ignore that maybe we're just not right for each other. The realization hits me with each step I take up the mountain.

At the summit, Levi stops to take in the view. I stand beside him, trying to focus on the beauty around me, but my mind is elsewhere.

"You okay?" Levi asks, glancing over at me.

I nod, but he doesn't seem convinced. After a moment, I let out a sigh. "This trip has made me realize that maybe Lucien and I aren't as compatible as I thought. We're so different, and it's not like opposites attract or anything. It's more like... we just don't fit."

Levi listens without interrupting, his gaze thoughtful. "Sometimes it takes stepping away from everything to see things clearly," he says after a pause.

"Yeah," I murmur, my eyes fixed on the ground.

Later that night, after we've all had dinner, Lucien and I finally find ourselves alone in the room we've been sharing. He's reading on the bed, and I'm sitting on the edge, scrolling through my phone. The silence between us feels heavier than ever, like we're both waiting for something to break it.

Lucien is the one to speak first. He closes his book and looks at me, a serious expression on his face. "Alex, we need to talk."

I nod, setting my phone aside. "Yeah, I think we do."

He sighs, running a hand through his hair. "This vacation... I thought it would bring us closer, but it's just shown me how different we are."

"I know," I admit quietly. "I've felt it too."

For a moment, we both sit there, letting the weight of our words sink in. Then, almost instinctively, Lucien reaches for my hand, his fingers brushing against mine. There's a pause, a moment of hesitation, and then, before I can think twice, we're kissing.

It's not like our usual kisses—this one's deeper, more intense, like we're both trying to force a connection that just isn't there. I feel the urgency, the need to make this work, but as the kiss lingers, something feels off. Instead of the spark I was hoping for, there's an emptiness, a realization that this isn't what either of us really wants.

When we finally pull away, both of us are breathing heavily, but the air between us is thick with an unspoken understanding.

"That... didn't feel right, did it?" Lucien finally says, his voice barely above a whisper.

I shake my head, feeling a mix of sadness and relief. "No, it didn't."

"We're better as friends, aren't we?" His eyes search mine, looking for confirmation.

"Yeah, we are," I agree, the words coming out more easily than I expected.

There's a bittersweetness to it all, but as we sit there, it feels like the right decision. We talk a bit more, deciding to end things amicably—no drama, no hard feelings. It's the best thing for both of us. But as I leave the room later that night, I can't help but think of Levi. I find myself gravitating toward him, seeking the comfort and ease I feel in his presence.

I end up by the fire pit outside, staring into the flames and letting my thoughts drift. And more and more, they drift to Levi.

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