Isla sat on the edge of the bonfire circle, her heart still racing from the kiss she had shared with Liam. The warmth of the flames flickered against her skin, but her mind was elsewhere, drawn to the sight of Miranda and Andy. They were a picture-perfect couple, almost ethereal in their beauty. Andy stood tall, his dark black hair contrasting sharply with his pale skin, and his striking grey eyes seemed to hold a world of secrets. He looked like a Greek god, with high cheekbones and a confident demeanor that made him seem almost surreal.
Miranda, with her long, flowing hair and model-like figure, complimented him perfectly. They were both nearly the same height, and the way they moved together was effortless, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that fit together flawlessly. Isla couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy as she watched them interact, their chemistry palpable.
“I thought you wouldn’t come! Why are you late?” Miranda exclaimed, her voice filled with playful reproach as s
