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𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙀𝙉 —𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴—
𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙒𝘼𝙎𝘼story that Bryce's mother told her about many times when she was a child. It was Shakespeare, she understood now, but at the time the girl knew it as a fairytale— one that went wrong and made her think harder about her future. It made her believe that sometimes love didn't work out, or that not all problems could be solved by it; and that there was a certain possibility someone along the line wouldn't receive the happily ever after they deserved. In fair Verona, Romeo and Juliet were only meant to be together six feet underground.
As the Dylan girl sits on a bar stool, staring out to the beach waves outside, she hopes that Evelyn will never have to know that kind of pain— the one where she won't see Rafe again until she's gone too. And maybe Evelyn wasn't religious, but that didn't mean Bryce could be. And she hoped that if Evelyn didn't find another love in this lifetime, she'd one day see her true love again. But one day could be so long away, or possibly even tomorrow. That was the hurtful truth that Bryce decided she would never tell Evelyn. She didn't have the heart to.
"You look beautiful," Danny says casually, slipping into the barstool next to Bryce without a sound. "But that's not unusual for you, sweetheart."
As her eyes find his, she chuckles and shakes her head. He always knew just how to brighten the mood— especially with that award-winning smile of his. She wished that his grin would never go away, although the woman was almost completely sure it would fade away within the next few minutes. Even if she begged, it would never stay. His best friend just passed, and there was no reason to smile for that.
"You know, I think I almost just swooned." Bryce clicks her tongue, watching as he takes her hand in his. "But you have that affect on me just about every day, pilot. Tell me; how many hearts have you broken in your lifetime?"
"None. Don't worry, I don't plan on letting you down, sugar," he winks. "I won't disappoint, and that's a promise."
This time, she had most definitely swooned. There was a pounding in her chest, of which her heart decided that Danny was too much for her to take. His gorgeous complexion, his caring heart— every little thing about him made her fall even harder. And at this rate, the woman thought that she'd soon be scared. Scared of the four-letter-word that could make or break the rest of her future with the man of her dreams. The one that happened to be sitting right in front of her, placing an empty shot glass onto the hand-carved wooden table.
"Have you seen Evelyn?" Bryce asks, quickly changing the subject as her mind began to roam too far. This way, not only could she openly worry about her friend, but she could also stop thinking about Danny in such a way. "I haven't seen her since this morning, and I'm beginning to worry. Maybe I'm just being a tad bit dramatic."
