AUTHORS POV

The midday sun filtered lazily through the tall palm trees that shaded the open-air restaurant terrace. Today was going to be a good day, Tessa said in her mind.

There was certainty in her spirit as she took in the scenery.

A soft breeze drifted in from the ocean, rustling the fronds above, and the sound of crashing waves accompanied the subtle clinks of silverware and murmured conversations from around the restaurant.

Tessa, Camila, and Jamie sat at a round table draped in a white cloth, surrounded by platters of grilled seafood, fresh fruit, and vibrant Creole dishes. The food looked divine, the setting tranquil in a way...