“Naomi, that photo is great, but try to smile more naturally!” Mason’s soft voice pulled me from my thoughts. I saw Naomi leaning against a coconut tree, striking pose after pose as Mason guided her patiently. I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. If they were so into each other, I’d step away.
Naomi finally noticed me and waved enthusiastically. “Jessica, the coastline here is amazing. You should get a photo too!”
I stopped dead in my tracks. It was clear that the man I’d loved for five years only had eyes for his dream girl. It was impossible not to feel utterly rejected.
In a daze, I thought, why not just take the first and last photo Mason ever took of me as a breakup gift? Naomi’s sly smile was still fresh in my mind as I followed her suggestion and stepped onto a mossy reef. The next moment, I felt my knees slam into the stones with a painful crack.