The next day, Ephyra went out. The sun was high, the air crisp with the faint scent of spring rain. She called Malia, Orla, and Cyran—and, unsurprisingly, all three answered before the second ring. The moment she mentioned hanging out and "finally spilling the thing I've been hiding," they agreed instantly. No hesitation.
They were her closest friends, after all.
Still, she didn't want another coffee date or boutique hangout. That was too easy. So, she picked somewhere different. Somewhere open.
By noon, they met at the Riverside Observation Deck—a quiet overlook tucked along the city's edge, with winding steps leading down to a glass platform that hung just above the water. The place wasn't crowded—just a handful of people taking photos or sitting on the benches, watching the sunlight dance on the waves below.
