Chapter 1

I came back home to bury my past.

The town hadn't changed, same alive streets, same salty air. I took over my lola's bakery, kept my head down, and told myself I was done with falling in love.

Then she walked in, camera slung over her shoulder, sand in her shoes, and an aura that cracked something open in me.

She's a tourist. Just passing through.

We were supposed to be a summer thing. A fling. A secret.

But secrets don't stay buried in small islands. And neither did my feelings.

Because every time she looked at me, I forgot how to lie.