Six months later
The Santorini sunset wrapped the sky in fiery orange and soft pink as I stood on the balcony of our villa, the same one where Ryder had once torn my wedding dress off me in a haze of hunger. A light breeze tugged at the hem of my...
Six months later
The Santorini sunset wrapped the sky in fiery orange and soft pink as I stood on the balcony of our villa, the same one where Ryder had once torn my wedding dress off me in a haze of hunger. A light breeze tugged at the hem of my...