Never date a pro surfer, especially your ex-boyfriend's best friend.Avoiding Brody has become my sport.As I care for the horses in the barn, trying to erase him from my thoughts.Unspoken emotions weigh heavy as a storm brews above.Horses panic, fleeing as the storm rages.The barn comes crashing down.Trapped.Injured.Alone.Craving for Brody saturates my thoughts.The fear of never seeing him again shatters my heart.I long for the warmth of his comforting touch.And as my body grows heavier, a voice calls my name.Brody.Finally reaching me but unable to move the scattered remnants.His arms wrap protectively around me.Holding each other in the face of uncertainty.His tearful eyes meeting mine.Amidst the ruins, our love becomes the anchor.Yet our destiny hangs on the precipice of uncertainty.
