Handsome man with two women standing behind him | Source: Midjourney
My best friend and I escaped to a mountain town for adventure, but meeting a charming photographer turned our bond into a rivalry. I thought nothing could come between us until everything did.
That summer felt like stepping into a new chapter, though I didn’t know yet what kind of story it would become. Sara and I had packed up for a week in a small mountain town, chasing a mix of adventure and tranquility. Sara, in her usual chaotic glory, had been the driving force behind the trip.
“Let’s shake up your boring routine, Em,” she’d said, tossing an extra pair of sneakers into her bag. “You’ve got ‘predictable’ written all over you. Time to live a little!”
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Sara was the kind of person who could turn a quiet morning into a comedy show. She marched to her own drumbeat—often out of sync with the rest of the world.
Her laugh was a full-bodied cackle that could draw smiles from strangers, and her fashion sense could only be described as “sporty thrift-store chic.” She was a hurricane of life, while I was content being the steady breeze that followed.