Diana & OTA
When the fire appeared on the beach that evening, Diana made her way down to the beach and found a spot to sit. With her back to the ocean, Diana could still hear the waves crashing on the beach and receding, and she could see and feel the fire warm her face and chest. She raced her hands back through her hair and shook it out at its tips, letting it fall against her back.
She was thriving on the island, which she enjoyed. She hoped that everyone else was as well. What she hoped was that she could meet someone new, get to know someone looking for a little enjoyment that evening. She smiled at the thought.