Julie didn't wander onto that beach.

She charged into the dark, aching to be touched harder than anyone dared.

The party's lies rotted behind her. The wild crash of waves ahead was the only sound worth hearing.

And the stranger standing alone in the surf?the one watching her like prey?was exactly what she'd come hunting for.

No names. No gentle hands.

Just the hard press of sand against her back, the sting of salt on her tongue, and the weight of him breaking her open until nothing soft or safe remained.

The night doesn't forgive.

Neither does he.

And Julie is not looking for forgiveness.

One beach. One stranger. One brutal, beautiful fall into darkness.

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