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The Sunset
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Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2025
Violet and Emerson grew up side by side.
Beach days, holiday traditions, inside jokes - they were each other's whole world. But when Emerson moved to Chicago at ten years old, life pulled them in different directions. The calls got shorter, the messages got rarer, and Violet learned to miss someone she still cared about. Still, she never stopped visiting their special place on the beach. Watching the sunset made her feel close to the boy she once knew.
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The night after her sixteenth birthday, she spots someone sitting exactly where they used to sit. Quiet, alone, staring at the horizon. She almost walks past... until she recognizes him.
Emerson.
Back after years apart. Taller, older, but with the same soft smile she remembers. Now Violet isn't scared he'll hurt her - she's scared of what comes next.
What if they've changed too much?
What if things aren't the same?
What if letting him back into her life brings feelings she's not ready for?

Destiny brings the right people - even the most unexpected ones.

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