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Jealousy in the Sand

The evening at the restaurant was gently drawing to a close. The dim lights on the terrace were beginning to go out one by one, and the staff was discreetly clearing the tables. Javier, still full of energy despite the late hour, suggested continuing on the beach just below. Everyone agreed enthusiastically. The group went down the few wooden steps leading to the sand still warm from the day. The night was clear, starry, and the cool sea air contrasted pleasantly with the heat accumulated during dinner.Barely had they arrived on the beach when they saw Jonathan's party already in full swing a little further away. The colored lights, the loud music, and the laughter carried by the wind welcomed them. As expected, Jonathan and his whole crew quickly joined them. The crowd grew fast: several people from the restaurant, drawn by the music and the atmosphere, also came down to finish the evening on the sand. The group quickly became large, joyful a mix of familiar faces and newcomers.Sof

Last Updated : 2026-09-23

Are You in Love or What?

Night had fully fallen on the beach, wrapping the sand in a soft, complicit darkness, pierced only by the colored lights of the party and the dancing flames of improvised campfires. Music pulsed through the sea air a mix of reggaeton, pop, and laughter mingling with the sound of the waves. Pedro and Brooke had just rejoined the main group at Jonathan's party. They walked side by side, Brooke talking animatedly, her arm occasionally brushing Pedro's. Sofia and Ellie, meanwhile, arrived from the other side of the beach, walking on the sand still warm from the day.Sofia felt her stomach knot with every step. She could see Pedro in the distance tall, imposing, with that girl at his side. Brooke. She couldn't forget her. That image remained etched in her memory like a burn: the bedroom, the half-open door, Pedro coming out with that still-troubled look, and her taking his place. Seeing this girl near him, smiling, confident, drove her mad with jealousy.Ellie walked beside her, silent, as

Last Updated : 2026-09-27

You Disappeared After That Night

Sofia couldn't stand staying on the sidelines any longer. The jealousy burning inside her had become unbearable, a fire that no amount of deep breathing or rational thinking could extinguish. She had watched Pedro and Brooke from a distance for what felt like an eternity, her stomach twisting with every laugh Brooke let out, every touch she dared to place on Pedro's arm. It was too much. She couldn't just stand there and pretend everything was fine. So she approached them with a determined step, feigning joyful surprise while feeling her heart pound wildly against her ribs. The party was in full swing around them loud music pulsing through the warm night air, laughter erupting from every direction, bodies swaying and dancing on the sand but for her, the entire world had shrunk to those two figures standing together under the string lights. She stopped beside them, a polite smile plastered on her lips, even though her eyes were shooting lightning."Ah, there you are," she said, trying

Last Updated : 2026-09-28

Ellie sees everything

They finally reach the car, parked a little off to the side in the beach parking lot, far from the main lights of the party. The night air is cool, thick with the scent of iodine and the distant sound of the music that keeps going behind them, like a faraway, insistent heartbeat. Pedro stops near the driver’s door, looking at Sofia with a mix of fatigue, desire, and resignation. The moon faintly lights his face, highlighting the features drawn tight by the tension of the evening.“So do you want to go home or not?” he asks softly, his voice low so as not to draw attention.Sofia shakes her head, her eyes shining with fierce determination. “No.”Pedro sighs, an ironic, tired smile on his lips. “Well then you should get out and party with your friends.”She answers firmly, without hesitation: “No.”He laughs softly, almost resigned, running a hand over his face. “Okay… we’re just going to stay here like…”Suddenly Sofia climbs onto him, kissing him with urgency, her hands clutch

Last Updated : 2026-09-29

Sofia and Pedro in the Car, Their Bodies Entwined

Parfait. Chapitre 88 traduit en anglais américain, avec une mise en forme claire des dialogues.---**Titre :** *Sofia and Pedro in the Car, Their Bodies Entwined*---Ellie arrived on the beach, his heart heavy, his breath short, as if every step cost him a superhuman effort. He wasn't okay. He felt stunned, on the verge of tears, but he wasn't crying. He walked like an automaton, the images of what he'd just seen looping in his head: Sofia and Pedro in the car, their bodies entwined, the stifled moans, the betrayal. He sat down a little apart from the group, his gaze lost toward the ocean, knees pulled up to his chest, trying to pull himself together. The sand was still warm under his fingers, but he felt nothing. The sound of the waves, the distant music, the laughter of the party all of it seemed far away, like a dream he was no longer part of.The others noticed immediately. Lucas, always the first to break the silence, approached with a teasing smile, a beer in hand. He crouched

Last Updated : 2026-09-30

You Should Be Careful He Knows Everything

Sofia returned to the beach without Pedro, her heart still pounding from the scene that had just unfolded in the car. Her temples throbbed slightly, her fingers still trembling as she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Her cheeks were warm, her breath still a little short, and in her mind the last gestures, the last words exchanged away from prying eyes, still swirled in the dark, confined cabin where everything had tipped so quickly. She walked on the damp sand, barefoot, her light dress clinging in places to her skin from the night humidity, and she tried to compose her face, to find a neutral, detached expression, as if nothing had happened. The party was in full swing around her: music pulsed loudly, heavy, rhythmic bass vibrating the ground under her soles; campfires scattered here and there cast dancing, flickering shadows on the sand, creating a ballet of moving silhouettes that merged and separated with the flames; laughter burst through the night, joyful and carefree, ca

Last Updated : 2026-10-01

The Last of Vacation

Sofia woke slowly, as if emerging from deep, warm water, her eyelids still heavy from that end-of-night sleep where dreams cling to the edges of consciousness. There were now only three days left before the end of vacation. Three days only. That thought, like a small icy fist, squeezed her heart. She felt an unpleasant pang in her chest, as if an invisible hand were compressing her lungs. Three days, and everything she had built, everything that had taken root in this haven of light and freedom, would collapse like a sandcastle at high tide. She didn't want the vacation to end. Every minute that passed now seemed counted, precious, irreplaceable. She turned onto her side, wrapping the pillow in her arms, trying to prolong that bubble of torpor where nothing existed yet, where the days to come were only a distant fog. But the questions flooded in, inexorable, like a black tide. What was going to become of her and Pedro? She didn't want to think about it. Not now. Not when everything wa

Last Updated : 2026-10-02

Is That Any Way to Talk to Your Father?

He didn't answer. He kept staring at his plate, his face closed like a slammed door. His jaw was clenched, his fists resting on the table, white with effort. Sofia felt a pang in her heart a sharp, precise pain, like a needle driven into flesh. Okay, that announces something, she told herself, taking a silent breath. I'll leave him alone and talk to him later. She didn't want to cause a scene in front of everyone, not now, not when the hours were ticking away so precious. She looked away and focused on her croissant, which she began tearing into small pieces and mechanically bringing to her mouth without tasting them.The meal unfolded in a relatively light atmosphere, at least on the surface. Javier told an amusing anecdote about a village shopkeeper, Maria laughed out loud, Diego joked with his father, but Sofia felt the tension like an electric wire beneath the surface. She watched Ellie throughout the meal, watching for the slightest sign, the slightest clue. He really seemed trou

Last Updated : 2026-10-03

You Slept with My Father, Sofia!

Sofia climbed the stairs with slow steps, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it in her ears. Each step creaked under her feet, as if the house itself wanted to denounce her. She paused for a moment in front of Ellie's bedroom door, her hand suspended, hesitant. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the trembling of her fingers. She still didn't know exactly what had happened the day before, but Ellie's reaction at breakfast his silence, his cold anger all of it made her sick. She knocked softly.No answer.She pushed the door open.Ellie was sitting on the edge of his bed, his back slightly hunched, elbows on his knees, gaze fixed on the floor. He didn't even look up when she entered. The room smelled of clean laundry and his detergent, a familiar detail that, this morning, hurt her. Sofia closed the door behind her, almost instinctively."What do you want?" he asked in a flat voice, without looking at her.Sofia stood near the door, hands clenched."I want to talk to you."El

Last Updated : 2026-10-04

Did He Go Tell Everyone?

Sofia stayed on the floor of Ellie's room for a long moment, knees pulled to her chest, face buried in her hands. The sobs still shook her in irregular, painful waves, as if her body refused to accept what had just happened. Ellie's words looped in her head sharp, cutting, impossible to chase away:You disgust me.Nothing will ever be the same again.She forced herself to breathe. Once. Twice. Three times. Then she stood slowly, legs weak, and approached the mirror hanging above the desk. Her eyes were swollen, red, mascara had run in two black streaks down her cheeks. She ran the back of her hand over her face, then went to the adjoining bathroom. She washed her face with cold water, several times, until her skin burned a little. She carefully wiped away her tears, looked at herself one last time in the mirror, and murmured to herself:"Pull yourself together. Now."She went down the stairs with slow steps, her hand clenched on the railing. The house was strangely silent almost too c

Last Updated : 2026-10-05

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