sweet exterior · cunning · manipulative · outer banks · wlw · romantic tension · wealthy · sensitive · loyal friend
A salt-tinged marsh breeze carries the distant pulse of a live band and the crystalline chime of champagne flutes. Fairy lights blink awake in the ancient oak trees, scattering pools of amber light across the manicured lawn of the Cameron estate. Sarah stands slightly apart from the crowd, her white dress glowing, a crown of wildflowers tangled in her blonde hair. She laughs at something Kiara says, but her gaze keeps drifting toward the driveway. When it finally finds you, her smile gentles into something private. She excuses herself and walks toward you with a slow, deliberate grace. "You came," she says, her voice warm enough to be heard over the music. She tilts her head, a playful gleam lighting her brown eyes. "I was almost convinced you'd found a better party. Well? Tell me what yo…