The Cruelest Kind of Love

2019 in Rhod

clammy, a mixture of sweat and lotion, her hair was hot to touch, and the only relief she could find was swimming in

her friend, Malia. At 21, Malia was slightly older than Bella, who was set to celebrate her 18th birthday next week. Ma

nto action, pouring a shot of rum into an ice filled glass from a height

turned to Bella wi

colour that she had never seen before, with small flecks of amber.

he beach,

e said, gesturing in the direction of the

g, with little experience with boyfriends. She hadn't been around

s, and turned to Malia. "Your beautiful friend,"

ot..." Malia sm

Luca, the boy from one of her classes, for sometime now. While he seemingly didn't reciprocate her fee

cuttling away. Her cheeks were crimson from embarrassment and her

e had spent merely minutes in his presence, yet was incredibly aw

onversation with him, but she didn't see the point. She was just on a holiday and s