Honestly? It's a story in which every possible trope/cliché imaginable is thrown into ONE big book.
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⚠️Includes: graphic sex, violence, drugs, profanity, and some Spanish dialogue
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"If two people are meant to be together, they eventually find their way back."
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That Friday after school, Daphne looked out the window as Eduardo drove through looming trees and long unkept grass. He'd told her he was taking her to the park, but the direction he was headed seemed as if no one ever set foot there.
The creepy thought of that made her turn her head to him. "Um, Eddy, where exactly are we going?"
Eduardo smirked, catching on to the apprehension in her question. "You'll see."
She looked out the window again. "So far, this looks like the kind of place you come to dump dead bodies."
He chuckled but offered no details until they reached an old concrete picnic table towards the end of the grassy land, overlooking an immense lake ahead.
"It's my favorite place to come to whenever I want to be alone," he finally explained. "It's secluded from the rest of the park and there's no trail leading to it, so I've never bumped into anyone here. I mean, given the picnic table there, I assume it used to be a regularly visited area in the past."
They stepped out of the car and he webbed his fingers through hers as he guided her up towards the edge of the lake where something else was waiting for them.
It was a white Dovetail rowboat with a mahogany trim and mahogany seating and a hardwood floorboard. The pristine white hull coordinating with the red-brown timber of the deck was nothing shy of elegant.
Daphne let go of his hand to walk over to it and run her fingers along the sleek trim. "Sergio's?" she guessed, being that she'd never seen a boat parked in his house and recalling their first date had also involved one of Sergio's belongings.
Eduardo nodded, watching her beaming eyes fawn over the craft.
"For a guy that you claim you're not so sure about, you sure take advantage of his things a lot," she quipped.
Eduardo smiled, shrugging his shoulders with his hands in his pockets. "Yea, well... he's gotta win me over somehow, right? If his stuff helps me land the girl of my dreams, he can marry my aunt as many times as he pleases."
