This story is a fanfiction, based on the queer romance between Kit and Jade and set in our present world on an island of my imagination. 

 

Summary.

 

At the age of 25, Kit loses the love of her life, Emma Mills after a long illness. Shattered and lost in her own life, she decides to leave everything behind and move to The Brightly Stars island, an exotic Caribbean island, in order to forget her inner demons, which have already driven her to commit a dramatic act against herself. 

 

Meeting Jade will change her life.

Jade will help her to open up to others, to love herself and regain her self-confidence.

A beautiful encounter, a beautiful relationship.

Through Jade, Kit learns to live and love life again.

 

 

PROLOGUE

 

 A burned Soul

 

         We all have wounds that will never heal. Wounds that will stay with us for the rest of our lives. Wounds that will mark us for life.

 

Alone, in the melancholy darkness of my apartment stripped of all life and joy, bathed in tears, I lost myself in my memories. I remembered the wounds that had taken root in me, marking my soul forever.

I had lived in a world where paternal love was an illusion. I had grown up with the burden of a father who had abandoned me at birth. The pain of this absence pursued me throughout my life, making my heart grow fonder. Unanswered questions about the reasons for my abandonment haunted me, preventing me from feeling loved and accepted.

 

As if that weren't enough, fate had another cruel trick up its sleeve. Just as I had acquired a taste for love, for accepting to be loved, and for marvelling at the one who had become my reason for living, Emma, illness came to darken our azure sky. Long and irreplaceable, it took my love away from my arms and heart, an insurmountable loss.

 

Emma's death was an inferno that consumed me. It swept away every shred of joy and innocence that had once illuminated my being.

I decided to leave everything behind, abandon the weight of the past and try to heal my wounded wounds.

I remembered Emma's words about a mythical island where magic mingled with paradisiacal beauty.

A place she'd always wanted to visit.

 

The Brightly Stars Island, a name that sounded like a glimmer of hope in my broken heart. According to Emma, this island held secrets and mysteries that could offer me a new chance, a semblance of peace in this storm.

So I set off for this enchanted land. Leaving behind me the vestiges of a life marked by pain, the tears I'd shed for the loved ones I'd lost.

I was moving towards an uncertain future. Maybe The Brightly Stars Island would be a light in the darkness of my distress. Maybe it could mend my scorched soul and find hope for renewal.

But I wasn't going alone. I had to keep my promise to the love of my life. So I took her with me, into my heart, to this place of mysteries, of secrets where magic mingled with beauty.

 

Kit

 

 

Part 1

New Beginning

 

 

Kit was standing at the grave of the woman who had been her whole life: Emma.
The unprotected rain was pouring down on her face, mingling with her tears, as her emotions, grief and anger intertwined. The fresh flowers she had delicately placed on the tombstone exhaled their sweet perfume into the morning air, like a last loving tribute.
Kit dropped to her knees, drawing even closer to the one she had lost too soon.

"Emma..." she whispered in a broken voice. The words were carried by the wind to an unseen beyond. "I don't know how I'll go on without you. You were my light in the darkness of my soul, my strength when I couldn't go on."
Kit closed her eyes for a moment, as if to feel the soothing presence of her love one last time.

"I love you so much," she breathed in a whisper. "Every moment spent with you was a blessing. I thank you for accepting me into your life, even if it was all too brief."

Memories raced through her mind, images of shared happiness etched forever in the sanctuary of her heart. She remembered her bursts of laughter, her gentle voice, their comforting embraces and the promise of eternal love. But cruel reality had finally torn them apart.

"I don't know how to face all this. The pain is so intense. I feel so lost without you. But I have to keep this promise I made to you. Keep on living."

Kit gently wiped away her tears, her eyes fixed on the tombstone as if she were trying to engrave every detail of her sweetheart's name in her memory. She stood there, motionless, as if time had frozen around her.

The storm rumbled as powerfully as the beating of her heart in her chest, as if it wanted to leave this battered soul and seek refuge elsewhere. Far, far away from this cursed place of sadness.

"I will always love you. Emma. I'm leaving for The Brightly Stars Island, honoring your memory. I'm taking you to this place of magic. You have etched my heart with your love. It will forever be imbued with your presence and belong to you forever. Wherever I go, you'll be with me. You are and always will be my treasure."

She placed a final kiss with her hand on the epitaph next to her love's name, "Emma Mills beloved February 17, 2000-March 15, 2023", as a final farewell before walking away, her heart heavy, and leaving without looking back.

 

*******

 

Arriving at Lyon St Exupéry airport, Kit made her way to the check-in counter. The hostess was smiling and soft-spoken.

- Nice destination, for a nice vacation.

- Thanks a lot. (Kit replied with a smile).

After security checks, she made her way to the gate and waited.
The call came over the loudspeakers

"Passengers for Tropical Airlines flight to The Brightly Stars Island, boarding now at Gate 7. »

 

A final check of papers and boarding pass, and she was off. No turning back.

 

She gazed out of the plane's window at the cloudy expanse, thinking of her childhood, her life, what she was leaving behind, not knowing what she would find. Her thought for the love of her life.

She had been happy with every moment she spent with Emma. She was so sweet in her way of being and expressing herself, so smiling and soothing. Emma was a wonderful young woman, always looking for the positive side of life. In her presence, Kit felt no need to speak; her company was enough. A simple glance and they understood each other. Everything about her brought her joy. She sorely missed those moments of laughter, those long night-time conversations, the hand-in-hand walks, all that tenderness, their sensual embraces. The emptiness she left added to that created by the absence of a father. Her father had abandoned her at birth. She never knew the real reason for his departure. Unaware of where he might be, somewhere in this vast world. She had to learn to live with the weight of this abandonment. Emma was always there, supporting her in all her decisions, even if at times they disagreed and their relationship was sometimes stormy.

When the doctors diagnosed her illness, the world collapsed, the earth cracked and the abyss swallowed her up. She was so young, only 23. Kit took care of her as best she could, but she watched her deteriorate with each passing month. Feeling completely helpless, useless, impotent, she had no power to heal her. She wasn't one of those superheroes. She was just Kit. During this long, dark period, anger at life's injustice overwhelmed her far too often. Every day, she tried to stay strong, to keep smiling, but at times this burden was too heavy to bear, and she would isolate herself in order to shout out all her rage and suffering.

Life often reminds us that we are but a few things in this immensity.

A few tears rolled down her cheeks, which she wiped away with a wave of her hand. She had grown up with the absence of a father, now she would have to live with the absence of her Beloved, who left a gaping hole in her heart and tore away part of her soul.

Perhaps this new place she'd come to would bring a band-aid to her scars, not only physical ones, which she hid with a bandage on her right arm, but also those of the soul.

 

The stewardess approached her and gently asked if she wanted something to eat or drink. She declined with a smile, put on her headphones and closed her eyes, lulled by the music to escape.

 

A total of 15 hours in the air before reaching our destination. It had been a long journey, but Kit had taken the opportunity to write his gratitude journal and his novel before falling asleep.

 

The commander's voice came over the loudspeakers.

"Madam, Sir, we are arriving at The Tropical Airport. In view of our imminent landing, we invite you to return to your seats and fasten your seat belts. Make sure your hand luggage is under the seat in front of you or in the overhead bins. Doors and exits must remain clear of luggage. The weather at The Brightly Stars Island is sunny and the temperature is 31°. We wish you a wonderful stay."

 

Emma had always wanted to go to The Brightly Stars Island for their wedding night, she joked. She wanted to spend a few months or more there. This mythical place had always attracted her, convinced of the existence of magic. They'd talked about it for days, planning their stay and laughing together about the time they'd spend in this heavenly place. This was the promise they made to each other when Emma fell ill. What the young woman never knew was that Kit had every intention of proposing to her. But fate decided otherwise. She had bought the ring, which she now kept as a necklace, closest to her hear

 

After his death and a long period of hesitation, Kit did some research and answered an advertisement from a restaurant owner who was looking for an employee to run the bar. She was no stranger to this kind of job, having worked as a barmaid to pay for her literary studies. Three months passed before she made her decision and the owner responded and accepted her application. Three long months of not hearing Emma's voice, not feeling her presence, listening to her sing and laugh. If their home had once been a warm hearth where happiness and love had woven unforgettable memories, today it was a place devoid of life, warmth and love. Emma's absence had left an abyssal void in every room that seemed to stretch into infinity. Having had several video interviews with the manager, his wife and their daughter, she explained a tiny part of the reasons behind her choice. The remote interviews were simple, natural and spontaneous.

Despite her suffering, Kit remained a jovial person, always smiling and pleasant. It was only a facade, the light that hides the darkness, but it couldn't eternally hide the shadow that followed it.

 

The Tropical Airport was nothing like those huge airports where you could easily get lost if you weren't used to traveling. It had a single runway and a single terminal.
As soon as the plane landed and reached the boarding gate, Kit presented herself to an agent for a passport check and headed for the baggage carousel. Once she'd retrieved her suitcase, she headed for the exit, where a young girl with tousled red hair was waiting for her with her name on a sign.

She greeted her with a beautiful, expressive smile.

- Hello, I'm Jade.

- Hello, Kit.

- Did you have a good trip, not too long?

- It was fine. I've been busy.

Jade spoke with a benevolence in her voice, soothing and serene that she could reassure anyone beside her. So majestic in her light outfit, an orange T-shirt and white shorts. And those deep, kindly eyes that Kit could lose herself in. Her long, autumn-colored hair embellished her natural beauty.

- I'll take you to your lodgings. You can get some rest.

Jade's parents had provided her with an apartment. Of course, she paid a small rent, so as not to be indebted to them. That was her choice. She'd grown up fending for herself. Asking for and accepting help was not part of her life skills.

When the young girl saw the vehicle in which Jade was going to take her home, she couldn't hide her amazement.

Jade "What!"

Kit "Nothing."

A 1964 Beetle, convertible, sky-blue in color, the body all painted with multicolored flowers, on the doors the letters "Love" inscribed in pink, on the hood the yellow peace logo, above the inscriptions, "Flowers" in pink, below, "Power" in red. The letters O in the shape of daisies. Inside, everything was original: white cloth seats, no electric windows, no Bluetooth or GPS, a vintage steering wheel and gearbox. Only the car radio had been modified.

Jade took the luggage and placed it in the trunk at the front of the vehicle.

- You'll see, you don't need technology here to be happy.

Jade spoke jovially, with that wonderful infectious smile that gave her such charm.

She picked up her USB key.

- One of my buddies adapted the car radio. I'm not that obsolete.

Kit smiled.

And off they went to their new home to the music of Bob Marley.

"One Love. One Heart. Let's get together and feel all right."

Happy and smiling, Jade began to hum.

 

Arriving at the apartment, the young girl took the keys, which Jade handed her.

- There you are. You're home. I hope you're settling in well. I'll pick you up around 7pm. We'll have dinner at the restaurant with my parents. See you then.

- See you then.

Getting ready to leave, Jade turned around, "By the way, the WIFI codes are on the coffee table. And if you need anything, don't hesitate to call me."

Kit smiled at her "Thank you."

 

She looked around quickly and sighed.

The apartment was pleasant, with a large living room, very bright thanks to the balcony overlooking the ocean, a kitchenette, separated by a charcoal worktop which also served as a dining table, a bedroom and the bathroom. The apartment was furnished and decorated simply enough. A brown sofa on top of which were two paintings, one a sketch of a wolf and the other a black panther. A wooden coffee table, a wood-colored wall unit, the TV in the middle and various black knick-knacks depicting dolphins, French bulldogs and artificial plants.

The first thing she did, once alone, was to pick up her computer and turn it on. The picture on the home screen was magnificent. A portrait of Emma, a beautiful woman with long, wavy chestnut hair, a radiant smile and sparkling eyes, radiant with sincerity and kindness of spirit.

Kit gazed tenderly at Emma's photo, tears beginning to flow slightly.

- Here we are, my sweet. I feel closer to you than ever. I haven't forgotten your dreams, our passionate discussions about those enchanted places we wanted to explore together. I'm going to honor your memory, I'm going to do what we said we'd do. I don't know if I'll find the strength, but every moment I spend here will be for you. I miss you terribly. I love you.

She placed a kiss on the photo with her hand and closed the computer. She let silence envelop the room, as if waiting for a response from her love. She had found a way to connect with Emma, to talk to her as if she were still physically present. Somewhere in her heart she could feel that she could hear her, that she was really there, at her side. Was this the magic of The Brightly Stars Island?

 

Before getting ready, she called her mother in Face Time to reassure her.

- Hello daughter, how are you?

- I'm fine, Mom. I'm all settled in. The place is nice. I've got a view of the ocean. Here, take a look. (She took a tour of the apartment by video). Tonight I'm having dinner with her parents and I think I'll start work tomorrow.

- It's a nice little place you've got here.

- You'll come and visit me.

- Yes, I will. Take care of yourself my girl. I love you, baby.

- Love you, Mom. I'll call you tomorrow.

Sorsha was a woman of strong character but great tenderness for her daughter. She raised her daughter as best she could, coping with an absent husband. She made mistakes, but always tried to be there, to protect her at all costs, to support her in her choices, even if she sometimes disagreed with his decisions. When Emma died, Sorsha felt completely devastated by the loss of this wonderful young woman and the terrible suffering of her daughter. She felt helpless and didn't know how to help. So, when Kit decided to go away for a while, she accepted her choice, even though it tore at her heart. If that was the way to ease the pain.

 

Darkness fell fairly quickly in the Caribbean between 5:30 and 6:30 pm. When Jade rang the doorbell at 7pm, it was already dark outside. She had changed into a pair of black canvas pants with a white belt and a matching crop top, which made her look rather sexy. As for Kit, she was dressed in a pair of light-blue bootcut jeans tied at the waist with a wide black belt and a white crop top that didn't leave Jade indifferent.

- Are you ready?

- Ready.

- Okay. Let's go.

The temperature was quite mild and pleasant. A light breeze gently caressed Kit's face. She could hear the murmur of the waves, like a song of nature welcoming her.

The moon's rays formed thousands of pearls that glistened on the ocean's surface and drifted along the water's edge. Kit was filled with wonder, and paused for a few moments, carried away by the beauty of this image straight out of a fantasy tale.

- Is it beautiful? asked Jade.

- It is indeed. Is that why this place is called Pearl Beach?

Jade smiled.

- Yes and no.

When their eyes met, Jade's intense stare unnerved her. Kit turned her eyes back to the ocean.

- There's a legend that in ancient times, when sailors were about to set sail for long months or even years, the day before, the ocean would give birth to a unique pearl for each sailor. They would offer this pearl to their suitors. In exchange, each would promise to wait for her lover's return and marry him.

- What if he doesn't come back?

- I don't know. She'd probably keep the pearl and find herself another suitor.

Jade was amused by this answer.

 

The restaurant was about a 10-minute walk from Kit's home. Jade lived nearby, as did her parents. When she arrived, the young woman was seduced by the magical, sumptuous setting. The decor perfectly reflected the restaurant's name: The Shinning Sun, and created a unique atmosphere that took her back to a fairytale world. A ceiling of orange-colored hanging lights created a hypnotic sunny sky, accentuating the contrast between the brightness of the restaurant's interior and the natural lighting of the moon. Jade watched her, silent, and saw in her eyes the fascination she felt for this enchanting place. She let her gaze soak up the splendor that warmed her heart and soul.

Emma would have marveled at this magical place, just as the legend of the pearls would have made her laugh. A great dreamer, she would have given one of those famous pearls to Kit and asked her if she would have waited for her. Oh yes, she would have waited for her. She would have treasured the pearl until she returned. She felt a twinge of regret.

 

- Hello, young lady.

- Hello, Mr. Claymore.

- Forget "sir". Call me Kael.

It was incredible, Jade had the same physical features as her father. Tangled, red hair, intense eyes. He was so striking with his imposing build and the way he looked at her. So deeply that she felt he was peering into her soul. It was both unsettling and awe-inspiring. Would her father have been like this man ? Prestigious, charismatic, clear-voiced, poised, a pleasure to listen to ? He fascinated her as much as he impressed her.

Mrs. Claymore arrived from the kitchen, carrying a cast-iron pot and placing it on the table.

- I've prepared a typical local dish for you: shrimp dombrés. These are little flour dumplings cooked in a spicy sauce of tomatoes and chillies, served with rice.

The spice blend smelled delicious. It was like a bewitching ballet of fragrances that awakened all Kit's senses. A symphony of aromas that tickled her nostrils and tantalized her taste buds. The smell of a dish simmered for hours mingled with the spices. All these aromas transported Kit's mind back to happy, convivial, warm memories of those moments shared with her mother and Emma.

Melissa Claymore invited her to sit down, and the young girl found herself seated next to Jade and facing her father.

When she tasted the dombrés, an explosion of flavors intoxicated her taste buds. Each bite released a rich, comforting taste. The perfectly measured spices awakened the senses with their subtle balance of warmth and sweetness. This meal was a celebration of life and sharing.

- It's really good. Kit enthused.

- Mom is the best cook.

- My daughter exaggerates all the time.

- I'd say she's right. Kit replied with a smile.

Jade's mom was a lovely woman with long, straight black hair and matte skin. The tenderness in her voice, her beautiful smile and her gentle gaze were qualities that Emma possessed and that she found in Jade.

Kael said nothing, but kept looking at Kit intently. Her eyes fell on the bandage on her right arm.

- I hope, young lady, that this little corner of paradise brings you what you came for.

Kit was so embarrassed by these words that she didn't know what to say. Melissa came to her aid.

- Come on, Kael, don't start bothering her. If you're talking about hours.

- Service starts at 11:30 a.m. until 2 p.m. and evenings from 6:30 p.m. to 10:30 or even 11 p.m., depending. We're closed on Sundays and Mondays. So you've got tomorrow off. If you need anything, don't hesitate.

- I need to rent a car and shopping for food

Jade offered to accompany her.

- Oh, I'll drive you tomorrow.

- We can lend you a car we're not using.

Melissa turned to her husband, who agreed, but Kit didn't want to overstay her welcome. Kael insisted.

- Are you planning to visit our island during your stay?

The young girl hesitated a little before answering Madame Claymore. She refused to reveal the real reasons that had brought her to The Brightly Stars Island.

- In fact, I made myself an itinerary that I promised to follow in memory of... someone I've lost.

Melissa couldn't hide her sadness at these words.

Jade's father spoke calmly but firmly.

- Bring your route tomorrow, we'll see together. I'll give you some advice.

Their kindness and welcome touched her deeply. Seeing Jade's parents so united, she would have loved to have grown up in such a family environment. As time went by, she tried to understand a father’s absence. She imagined all kinds of reasons, but no explanation could alleviate the pain she felt, which was tinged with anger. This paternal absence unconsciously developed a self-defense mechanism to protect herself from further disappointment and loss, refusing to leave herself vulnerable to others. This situation made her a strong, independent person who relied solely on herself. Whenever she tried to discuss her father's departure with her mother, the discussion ended in an argument.

The meal was drawing to a close. Before leaving, Kit thanked her hosts.
Melissa called out to her.

- Come and have breakfast with us tomorrow morning, at first light. It's a wonderful sight to see.

Jade saw her off.

- Your parents are really thoughtful.

- Oh, they have their own character: my mother is sweet, but my father can be a bit abrupt, but you'll see he's a real Teddy bear.

Arriving at her lodgings, Jade left her.

- By the way, the sun rises at 5 o'clock.

Kit remained silent. Jade was amused.

When she closed the front door, she leaned against the wall and sighed.

- 5 o'clock... What did I get myself into, Emma ?

In the restaurant, Kael turned to his wife.

- That little girl needs help.

- I'm sure, she does.

 

 

 

 

 

Part 2

First steps at The Brightly Stars Island

 

 

Located in the heart of the crystal-clear waters of the Caribbean, The Brightly Stars Island was a hidden gem, protected by ancient mysteries. Surrounded by white Argentine sand beaches and lined with majestic coconut palms. This island paradise was a veritable sanctuary of natural beauty. The air was infused with enchantment. The sun's golden rays played with the foliage of the trees, projecting luminous flashes onto the ground, creating a bewitching dance of light. The bright, shimmering colors of the tropical flowers embellished every corner of the island, as if nature herself had decided to paint a living picture.
The crystal-clear waters surrounding the island were home to dazzling marine life, with rainbow-colored fish, majestic turtles and playful dolphins that seemed to welcome visitors to their underwater kingdom.

At the heart of the island lay a lush forest where the trees seemed almost alive, whispering ancient secrets to one another.

Enchanted paths wound through the dense vegetation, leading to magical glades where fireflies danced in the night.

At dusk, the sky turned shades of gold and orange, offering a breathtaking spectacle. And when night fell, the sky's vault was adorned with thousands of twinkling stars, as if the galaxy itself had bent over this island, offering its cosmic magic.

The inhabitants of The Brightly Stars Island were renowned for their benevolence and human warmth. They were the guardians of the secrets and legends that permeated every corner of this island. Some claimed that invisible magical creatures roamed the woods, protecting the island from all evil.

Time seemed to slow down and every moment was an invitation to lose oneself in the splendor of nature and magic. The Brightly Stars Island was a place where burned hearts and souls could open up to the wonders of the world, bond with nature and heal from deep suffering.

These were the reasons Emma had always shared with Kit her wildest dream of coming to this place. Convinced that this magical island, full of mysteries and wonders, would have closed the gaping emptiness tearing at the heart and soul of her sweetheart.

 

*******

 

Kit woke up slowly but gently, often grumpy in the mornings, "My little grumpy darling" as Emma used to call her.

Her first night on the island was lulled by the gentle murmur of the waves caressing the beach, the chirping of the crickets and the heady scent of exotic flowers, giving her a sense of well-being and serenity she hadn't felt for too long.

Kit got up 1 hour before sunrise, showered, changed into a light outfit and headed for the restaurant where Melissa was waiting to share breakfast.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Jade's mother greeted her warmly, her radiant smile reflecting her love and joy at finding her again.

Fresh, juicy, sweet fruit and local specialties such as baked salted fish fritters, cornmeal porridge and plain milk were all on offer, creating a tantalizing picture that whetted Kit's appetite.

The place was mythical. Their restaurant was a veritable haven of peace and charm, perfectly integrated into the island's paradisiacal environment. The delicately hand-woven wicker chairs seemed to blend harmoniously into the natural setting. Their comfortable shapes and soft cushions invited you to relax and contemplate the breathtaking landscape. Under the benevolent shade of the majestic palm trees, their slender trunks formed a kind of natural canvas, gently filtering the emerging light.

Mélissa had placed candles on each of the rustic wood-scented tables, adding a subdued glow to the first light of dawn.

They sat down at a table on the beach, with a breathtaking view of the sparkling ocean and their feet in the fine sand. It was pleasant. The beach was deserted, silent except for the waves, which provided a soothing symphony. The white sand formed the restaurant's natural floor. Bare feet sank deliciously into this natural carpet, offering a unique warmth and softness.

Melissa began the discussion.

- Sorry I made you get up so early. How was your first night here? I hope the accommodation suits you.

- It didn't bother me at all. It was simply magical. The sound of the waves and the soft air gave me a serenity I haven't felt since... The apartment is perfect. Thank you so much.

Kit's heart was torn between the wonder of that first magical night on the island and the deep sorrow of not being able to share it with Emma. She remembered the tenderness of their embrace. The pain of no longer being able to experience those moments together was heartbreaking, for Emma was the person who had made every moment special and prodigious. She wished she could have been in her arms that magical night. She would have whispered in her ear the words of love she treasured in her heart. That first night brought her face to face with the reality of losing her sweetheart. For the first time since Emma's death, she allowed herself to feel the pain of this absence, while letting the magic of the island bring her a little comfort.

- I'm so glad you're feeling well. You'll see, this island has a calming power. It's a special place where nature offers comfort.

- I feel this island is a refuge for the soul. I came here to…

Whenever their eyes met, Melissa could see a fleeting glimmer of sadness in Kit's eyes. As if the memory of Emma made her vacillate between the joy and pain of the past. Melissa was a person with a loving and caring heart. She was deeply touched by Kit's suffering. As a mother, she wanted to offer her support and listen, but she also understood the importance of giving Kit the space and time he needed. She felt she needed time to open up and share her pain. When she was ready, she would be there for her.

- I'm sure you'll have a wonderful time. Enjoy your stay here. Know that you're welcome in our family. We'll be with you every step of the way.

- Thank you so much for your welcome and kindness.

They exchanged a knowing smile, marking the start of a new adventure under the sign of the love of this family and the magic of the island.

- Oh, look, the show's starting.

The sunrise was a breathtaking spectacle, a veritable symphony of colors and sensations. As the darkness of night began to dissipate, the horizon blazed with a palette of warm, shimmering hues ranging from orange and gold to shades of pink and purple.
The first rays of sunlight danced over the glistening ocean, melting into the horizon with infinite softness. The blue and turquoise hues of the water blended with those of the sky, creating an enchanting atmosphere.

The majestic palm trees that lined the beach seemed to be adorned in gold, their leaves shining like jewels under the rays of the rising sun. A gentle sea breeze brought with it the intoxicating scent of the ocean, filling the air with a salty, invigorating perfume.
The sky was painted in increasingly intense hues, like a constantly evolving painting. The clouds, which seemed like soft touches of paint on the celestial canvas, were transformed into a gradation of striking colors, adding even more magic to this marvelous spectacle.

The seabirds awoke, launching their joyful songs into the morning air. Their silhouettes stood out against the sky, adding a touch of life and movement to this enchanting backdrop.

As the sun continued its slow ascent, the whole island seemed to light up with a golden glow. Nature gradually awoke, offering a harmonious concert of sounds and colors.

Time seemed suspended, where the soul felt connected to the pure, eternal beauty of nature. This spectacle was a reminder of the beauty and magic that permeated the island, bringing hope to every wondering heart.

The golden rays caressed Kit's skin. She longed to realize this dream with Emma. Yet, in this timeless moment, she could feel her presence. Their love could transcend time and space. She knew Emma's dreams would live on in her. She imagined her beside her, contemplating this wonderful moment.

Suddenly Kit saw a small fishing boat sailing in the distance. She remembered one of the legends Emma had told her. That of a magical lighthouse that lit up the darkest nights of sailors lost at sea. She used to say that this lighthouse was the brightest star on the island, guiding dreamers to their deepest wishes.

Kit's gaze fell on the horizon, where the sun was just rising. She knew that Emma was now that star shining in the night of her heart, bringing her courage and hope.
Her heart filled with love and memories, Kit murmured softly to herself, "You're right, my sweet, this island really is a magical place. I know you would have loved these colors, this light. I know you're here, somewhere in this immensity. I feel your presence in every breeze that caresses my face, in every ray of sunshine that warms my heart. You'll always be by my side, in every step I take on this enchanted earth and in my whole life."

Kit let herself be carried away by emotion, tears glistening in her eyes. She felt a deep connection with Emma, as if their souls were bound for eternity. She continued to contemplate the sunrise. She felt an inner strength growing within her, drawn from the love she had shared with her Beloved. Her memory would shine in her heart forever.

- I'm so sorry. It's the emotion. It's... so beautiful.

She apologized to Melissa for her tears.

- My young child, don't be. You're allowed to cry. Let yourself be carried away by the magic of the island, let it guide you to the path of your healing.

Kit smiled.

 

Jade appeared in the distance, accompanied by her sister Scorpia. Kit discreetly wiped away her tears. The words exchanged would remain between them. A silent act of respect and trust from Melissa for the girl's privacy.

They sat down.

- This is my sister, Scorpia. She works in the kitchen and will be the future manager.

- Hello.

- Hi.

Scorpia, tall and slender, carried an obvious assurance, a sharp, empathetic gaze. Her husky voice sounded like a melody both mysterious and fascinating. Her red hair, pulled back in a neat braid, added to her straight, confident look. Yet what lay behind this outward appearance was a caring, compassionate soul.

Both sisters discerned Kit's delicate gesture, the fleeting sweep of her tears. Like their mother, they remained silent about what they had observed, but looked at each other briefly.

While breakfast was going on in a warm atmosphere, Scorpia fixed Kit with her piercing gaze. She spoke in an authoritative voice, revealing the self-confidence she had inherited from her father.

- So, you're joining our family team.

Kit sensed the intensity of the question in the young woman's eyes and voice. She understood that this opportunity was not just a job, but an invitation to join the family legacy. The elder of the two sisters wanted to see if Kit was ready to get involved.

- I'm honored to be part of your team.

Scorpia watched Kit attentively, analyzing every word, every expression. After a brief moment of silence, her face softened slightly.

- Welcome. Working with us means being part of a family where everyone gives their best.

Scorpia's determined character was evident in every word she spoke. She was uncompromising when it came to the family business.

Jade, sensing the intensity of the conversation, decided to bring a note of gentleness to it. She turned her attention to Kit, a benevolent smile lighting up her face.

- What my sister means is that for us, it's more than just a job. It's our way of sharing our passion for cooking and creating special moments for all the people who come here.

Her voice was soft and soothing, contrasting with her sister's commanding assurance. Jade had always had this natural ability to bring comfort and empathy to those around her. She continued, enthusiastically.

- Every dish we serve has a history, a tradition, and we truly believe in the importance of transmitting these values through our meals and, of course, the cocktails you'll be serving.

Kit felt her heart warm at Jade's words. She appreciated the way she managed to strike a balance between her sister's assurance and her own gentleness.

She imagined Emma sitting at that table, sharing that breakfast with them, laughing and chatting with the same sweetness and authenticity they displayed. It was a painfully beautiful vision, an alternate reality Kit would have loved to experience. She would have loved to hear Emma's sweet voice mingle with that of Jade, Scorpia and their mother. She wished this family could have known her. She could almost feel her presence, imagining shared smiles, tender gestures. She knew that if Emma had had the chance to meet this family, she would have been immediately welcomed with affection for her gentle, loving nature.

Despite this deep desire, reality could not be altered. Emma was gone, but her impact on her life and her heart remained, the imprint that guided her and urged her to honor her memory.

As the conversation continued, the waves gently caressing the shore and the sun illuminating their little corner of paradise, Melissa, in her gentle voice, interrupted the moment. She stood up with Scorpia.

- My darlings, it's time for both of us to welcome my husband back from his morning fishing trip.

Her tone expressed a combination of respect for family tradition and pride in her husband's work.

Jade, who had remained seated, turned her gaze to Kit.

- My father has always been very attached to the sea and fishing. He likes to share what he brings in with us and the restaurant's customers. It's a tradition that goes back generations.

Jade's admiration and respect for her father was evident in her voice.

While Scorpia, her mother and Kael gathered near the shore, Kit watched the horizon. Alone with Jade, she felt her gaze imbued with a touching benevolence. Yet this attention made her uneasy. In the depths of her soul, she knew she wasn't ready to open her heart again, to let a new person into her life.

All those intense moments shared with Emma were still far too present, every laugh, every caress, every word. She didn't want to replace her. She neither wanted nor could erase this history with a new romance. Her complex emotions showed in her eyes as she met Jade's gaze. She offered him a shy smile that couldn't hide her bruised heart.

Jade understood, her gaze soft and compassionate. She wouldn't press Kit, wouldn't try to break down the barriers she'd erected. She would let time do its work, trusting that hearts would heal at their own pace, aided by the magic of the island.

The scene seemed suspended in a delicate balance between past and future, between pain and healing.

As Jade watched Kit intently, she intuitively sensed the pain that lay within her. However, she didn't insist, respecting Kit's need to keep certain emotions private. She chose to share a magical moment linked to the island.

- This island has a unique way of touching our hearts. It offers a refuge for our emotions. I think everyone finds a haven for their soul here.

Kit noticed the similarity between Jade's words and Emma's, as if the two women shared the same vision of The Brightly Stars Island and its healing power.

The young girl smiled softly, touched by Jade's wisdom. Their eyes met in a silent communion of shared emotions.

As the sun bathed the island in its golden light and the waves continued their dance, Kit knew she wasn't ready to love, but perhaps she could begin to heal.

Jade rose gracefully to her feet, her smile as warm as ever and her presence soothing. She'd promised Kit she'd go shopping with her. An offer that showed her willingness to be there for her without rushing her.

- If you're ready, Let’s go shopping. On the way, I could show you a few places. This will give you a chance to familiarize yourself with the island. I could also help you get settled.

Her soft voice reflected genuine sincerity. She wanted Kit to feel at ease as she acclimatized to this new environment.

The young girl was touched by Jade's kindness. She took the gesture as an invitation to share a moment together.

 

Kit stood up, guided by her budding friendship with Jade. Together, the two women made their way to the famous colored ladybug, ready to explore the island and share this moment that heralded a new beginning.

 

 

 

Part 3

Jade's Secret Havens.

 

 

 

The fishing port of The Brightly Stars Island was a picturesque place where colorful boats gently swayed on the crystal-clear waters. Sunlight bathed the area in golden light, creating sparkling reflections on the waves. The port was surrounded by small wooden cabins, each housing fishing equipment, nets, and crates for storing the precious sea bounty.

When Melissa and Scorpia arrived, Kael was already hard at work, busy unloading nets filled with freshly caught fish.

« Has the fishing been good, my love ? »

Kael stepped off the boat with a crate of fish, saying, « The waters have been generous today." Addressing his daughter, he added, "Scorpia, help me, take the other crates. »

The small boat, named « The Ocean's Foam » painted in bold white letters on the side of its azure blue hull, evoked both the wild beauty of the sea and Kael's dream of sailing the waves in search of lost treasures. This well-maintained vessel appeared to have seen countless adventures. Its white sails created a striking contrast against the deep blue of the hull.

As they worked together, Melissa called out to her daughter,

— Scorpia, honey, you went a bit too far with Kit.

— I want to know if she's worthy of joining our family business

— I know you want to protect us, especially your sister, but don't be too hard on her. I think she is going through tough times.

— I've noticed that, Mom, but... It's just that... I don't understand why Jade doesn't want to run the restaurant alongside me. She has the skills.

— Honey, everyone has their own dreams and aspirations. Let your sister follow her wishes.

Scorpia couldn't hide her anger. « What wishes!!! Those of going on adventures aboard the boat she's renovating with Dad's approval!!! This restaurant is our legacy, both of ours. Jade could help it grow with me! »

Kael intervened while remaining calm. « It's important to support your sister's choices, even if they differ from yours and ours. The restaurant will thrive under your management. »

Melissa gently placed her hand on her daughter's cheek to soothe her concerns. « I know you're worried about the day your sister will leave. You won't lose her. The bond between you two will never be broken by distance. »

Scorpia sighed.

— Come on, young lady, come help me, we still have work to do, all these fish won't wait.

 

*******

 

Jade was driving her hippie Beetle along the road lined with palm trees, with Israel Kamakawiwo'ole's "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" playing in the background. She pulled Kit out of her thoughts.

— I want to apologize for my sister's behavior. She may seem tough and authoritative, but deep down, she's a very caring person.

— She's just trying to protect her little sister, Replied Kit with a smile.

— Sometimes a bit too much. She's going to be a tougher boss than our father.

— I think it's great that she's taking over the management. This restaurant is your whole life.

Jade sighed and turned to Kit. « "Yes, it is, but... Scorpia has always been the more responsible one of us two. She really wants to make the restaurant prosper, and that's commendable. She wants me by her side, but me... »

— What do you want ?

— My father left me a boat that I'm renovating with him. Oh, it's in perfect sailing condition, but I just want to make it more beautiful and give it a name. I want to see the world beyond this island. It's still a contentious issue between my sister and me, who believes it's my duty to manage the family business.

— I'm sorry, Jade, to hear that your dreams are a source of conflict with your sister. I know how important it can be to follow one's desires.

A sense of sadness washed over her as she thought of all the dreams Emma would never fulfill. Sensing her friend's sorrow, Jade decided to change the subject. « I'm going to take you to two beautiful places where I like to recharge. »

 

As they were carried away by the stroll, sharing stories and laughter, Jade's gaze was filled with tenderness and affection, revealing her desire to get closer to Kit. The young girl was avoiding this budding connection, her eyes getting lost in the passing landscape. Kit's heart was still trapped in the memories of her lost love.

« The first place I'm going to take you to is a natural sanctuary, a place of meditation for me. The perfect spot to recharge and connect with nature. »

Her demeanor, her gentle words, her smile, her passion for adventure, and the magic of The Brightly Stars Island all created a complex mix of emotions within Kit. On one hand, it was comforting to find certain qualities of Emma in Jade, but on the other hand, it stirred up the pain of loss.

« We've arrived. We'll have to walk »

 

The two young women left the old Beetle behind and entered a trail leading to the sanctuary. It was like stepping into an enchanting world where nature was at its peak. The narrow path wound its way through a lush forest where each tree seemed to tell an ancient story. The symphony of tropical birds adorned the atmosphere.

Excited to show her this place, Jade spoke with enthusiasm. « Welcome to the Natural Sanctuary. To access it, we have to cross this small wooden bridge lit by lanterns. Come, follow me. »

Kit followed her cautiously. Each step resonated on the wooden planks, and the soft light from the lanterns guided them until they reached the small pond of the sanctuary, surrounded by moss-covered rocks and tropical plants. The water was so clear that Kit could see the fish swimming among the colorful pebbles. She hesitated for a moment before plunging her hand into the water.

Jade smiled warmly. « You can, there's no risk. »

When the coolness of the water touched her skin, Kit felt a soothing sensation. The Natural Sanctuary was, in fact, a tiny island located at the center of this pond.

« It's a place of serenity and well-being. Somewhere you can find inner peace. That's why I named it The Serenity Sanctuary. It's my little secret refuge, » Jade spoke with a contemplative and gentle gaze.

She approached the lanterns arranged around them and turned a small crank beneath each of them. To Kit's surprise, a soft glow began to emanate.

« How do it work? » Kit asked.

« They're hand-crank lanterns. They're designed to work without electricity. It's a bit like making a wish every time I light one. I made them with my father. »

« Why did you bring me here? Why share your secret refuge with me? »

« Sometimes, it's nice to share a special place with someone who can understand and appreciate its beauty. Have a seat. »

They settled into small hammocks suspended, facing the pond, ready to savor the tranquility of the sanctuary.

« It's a beautiful place, isn't it? » Jade asked.

« Yes, it's wonderful. »

Kit looked at the pond, her eyes lost in the dancing reflections on the water, her gaze betraying a sense of melancholy. After a brief moment of silence, carried away by the serenity of the place, she let her thoughts escape aloud. « Emma would have loved this place. »

The mention of Emma intrigued Jade. « Emma? Who is she? »

She hesitated for a moment before responding, still gazing at the pond. « She was the most extraordinary person I ever had the chance to meet. »

Surprised to hear Kit using the past tense, Jade inquired, « Was? »

« She's gone. The illness took her a few months ago. »

« I'm truly sorry to hear that. » After a brief pause, she continued, « You came here for her. »

But Kit remained silent, her emotions still too raw to express with words. In this moment of calm, Jade glanced discreetly at Kit's right wrist, wrapped in a subtle bandage.

« Come, let's go see The Majestic Falls. »

 

The two friends ventured further into the lush vegetation of the island. Their footsteps echoed on the ground covered in leaves and gnarled roots. Each note of the living symphony carried Kit into a state of bliss. The birdsong was an intoxicating melody, and the insects provided a subtle percussion that added depth to this natural composition. She could catch glimpses of the vibrant colors of plumage as birds took flight among the branches.

As they continued, the sound of water grew louder, a soft and soothing murmur guiding them. Kit breathed deeply, letting the air of the tropical forest fill her lungs. The sweet, intoxicating scents of nature, a heady mix of fragrant flowers, rich earth, and invigorating humidity, enveloped her senses. Her keen eyes scanned their surroundings carefully. She ran her fingers along the delicate fronds of ferns, appreciating the slight velvety texture against her skin. Kit felt the coolness of the air like gentle kisses that awakened every inch of her skin.

Lost in her thoughts, she felt a hand on her arm. She startled slightly and turned her head to see Jade by her side.

« Be careful with the tree roots. It can be a bit slippery in places, » Jade cautioned.

When Kit heard the roar of the water, a shiver ran down her spine. She approached the edge of the pool, her breathing slightly quickened, and her pupils dilated. A spark of wonder and surprise danced in her eyes. A soft breath escaped her lips, as if it had been momentarily deprived of words. Her gaze got lost in the crystalline waterfall. She remained still for a moment, allowing herself to be enveloped by the fresh scent of swirling water, the soothing sound of droplets crashing against the rocks, and the gentle sensation of the moist mist on her skin. The echo of the waterfall's roar resonated in her chest, in tune with the beating of her heart.

« Wow... I didn't expect something so grand, » Kit exclaimed.

Jade's smile widened, pleased to see that Kit was sharing her enthusiasm.

« Come on, let's dip our feet. I warn you, the water is really cold. »

Kit turned to Jade, a smile spreading across her face, and followed her lead.

They removed their shoes and dipped their feet into the icy water.

Kit shivered. « Oh! It's really cold! »

« Yes, but it feels amazing. »

Fish darted between their toes, brushing against their skin and creating a tickling sensation.

The two friends burst into laughter.

However, behind this wonder, there was a pain that never left Kit, like a silent hovering shadow. Emma was always there, present in her thoughts, in every place she discovered. She felt a dull ache that mingled with her amazement. But she had to learn to live with this duality, to accept that the beauty of the world could coexist with the pain of loss.

« Let's go sit on those rocks, » Jade suggested.

The majestic waterfall cascading in a silvery curtain filled the air with its soothing melody, like a natural symphony that caressed their ears.

Kit spoke tenderly, as if her lost love were sitting beside her. « Emma, look at this, it's... magnificent. »

« I'm Jade, » she replied gently. « But I'm sure Emma would have loved this place. »

Kit felt embarrassed by her mistake and quickly apologized. « I'm sorry. »

« Don't worry. The beauty of this place can really make you feel close to those you've loved and lost. »

« It's just that... it was Emma's dream to come here. She would have loved to see this place. »

« It's wonderful that you want to honor her dream. But you have the right to create new memories. »

Kit took a deep breath, searching for the words to express her feelings. « Every memory I create in this place will be imbued with her presence in my heart and in my soul. »

After a moment of silence, Jade suggested, « How about we go shopping for the things you need? There's a small local market not far from here. »

« I'm with you. »

 

 

 

 

Part 4

An Emerging Friendship

 

Upon their arrival, a symphony of aromas wafted from the colorful stalls overflowing with tropical fruits, exotic spices, and artisanal products, accompanied by the sounds of vendors calling out their enticing offers. The intoxicating scents of local cuisine mingled with the spicy aromas of fresh herbs and the delightful fragrance of freshly caught fish. The stalls were adorned with piles of golden mangoes, juicy pineapples, and vibrant-toned bananas. Exotic-shaped vegetables and brightly colored spices added vibrancy to this lively and colorful market.

The merchants were smiling warmly, offering samples of exquisite fruits and traditional seafood dishes. The air was filled with lively conversations and a gentle ambient music played by a local band.

Kit took a deep breath. "It's incredible, Jade. A real little tropical paradise."

Jade nodded, joyful. "There are so many delicious choices. I often come here with my sister or my mother to shop for the restaurant. Come, let's pick out some treats for you."

Jade was warmly greeted by all the merchants as they made their way through the bustling crowd. They stopped here and there, tasting pieces of fruit and chatting with the sellers.

They found themselves in front of a seafood stall, where large, freshly caught, succulent red prawns were displayed and ready to be enjoyed. Jade made a joke that made Kit laugh. "That's Scorpia."

She chatted with every vendor, delighted to see her and curious to meet her new friend.

Spice Vendor: "Jade, sweetheart, how are you? Need some of our magical spices today?"

— Absolutely, Juan. Let me introduce you to Kit; she'll be working at the restaurant. I'm introducing her to our flavors."

— Welcome, young lady. If our Jade is sharing this moment with you, it means you mean a lot to her."

— Don't mind Kit, Juan loves to joke around

The atmosphere was warm and welcoming, and Kit was feeling more and more integrated into the island community thanks to Jade.

They continued their stroll and stopped in front of the fruit vendor.

— Kit, let me introduce you to Lucia; she grows the best mangoes on the island.

— It's good to see you, Jade. Who is this lovely friend ?

— Oh, let me introduce you to Kit. Our bartender

— Welcome to our place. A friend of Jade's is already a friend to all of us.

— Thank you, Lucia.

Jade's reputation and kindness seemed to have a positive impact on everyone she met. Kit felt fortunate to be accompanied by someone so well-liked and kind.

— You see, Kit, each person here is like a piece of the puzzle that makes up this island. That's what makes it so special.

— Lucia handed a mango to Kit. "Let me offer you one of our best mangoes. They're sweet and delightfully juicy. Perfect for a day as hot as this one."

Kit accepted timidly. "Thank you.

She took a bite of the ripe fruit, savoring the sweet and juicy taste. A trickle of juice ran down her chin, which she quickly wiped away with the back of her hand.

Jade grabbed a paper napkin that Lucia handed her and approached Kit gently. "Let me help you."

With tenderness, she gently wiped the mango juice from her friend's face. Their eyes briefly met. In that moment, Kit felt the weight of her grief transform into a deep connection with Jade.

Feeling a bittersweet embarrassment, she sought an escape from this sudden intimacy and turned to Lucia, who was waiting with an amused smile.

— It's really delicious. Thank you.

She was trying to regain her emotional stability, refusing to forget Emma and the real reasons for her visit.

— Ready to head back ?" Jade asked with a smile.

They left the local market. Kit carried with her the taste of the island and the excitement of this morning filled with discovery.

 

*******

 

They returned to the apartment, arms laden with bags brimming with fresh and assorted products.

— Thank you, Jade, for taking me to the market.

— You're welcome. I loved showing you this part of our life," she replied while placing the bags on the table.

They began to unpack the groceries.

— These mangoes are truly delicious," Kit exclaimed as she took the fruits and placed them in a bowl.

— Oh, absolutely. We make some excellent cocktails with.

They continued to unpack groceries while chatting. Kit was feeling more and more comfortable with Jade. This day had created a special bond.

As they worked side by side, their hands inadvertently brushed against each other. A shiver ran down Kit's spine. Her fingers made contact with Jade's, and this simple touch triggered a flood of emotions in her. On one hand, there was this feeling of closeness with Jade; all her movements were filled with tenderness. But at the same time, there was this pain that overwhelmed her. And this simple sensation of Jade's hand, though soothing, brought back the presence of Emma.

She quickly withdrew her hand and averted her gaze, hoping that Jade wouldn't notice the emotional turmoil raging within her. The two friends resumed their tasks, but Kit remained acutely aware of the connection, both comforting and painful, growing between them.

It was at that moment that Jade's phone rang. Kit felt relieved.

"Yes, Mom. Everything's fine. I was at the market with Kit... Alright, I'll tell her and I'll join you"

She hung up and looked at her friend. "I'm sorry. It seems my mom needs me. I have to go."

— Of course.

— However, you're eating with us. Don't forget your itinerary.

— Oh, I don't want to impose, Jade. It's really kind of her but…

— You know, sharing a meal at our place is a way of showing affection.

Grateful for the warm welcome, Kit gave Jade a sincere smile.

— Thank you for making me feel at home here.

— Well, you're here for a while, so you might as well feel comfortable.

Kit hesitated for a moment before speaking.

— Jade, thank you for showing me this beautiful part of your world.

— I hope you'll let me into yours as well.

Jade left, leaving Kit with mixed feelings of gratitude and pain.

She found herself alone, emotionally lost, her thoughts centered on Emma.

"Everything I experience here is for you. My heart belongs to you," she whispered, her voice filled with tenderness and pain.

 

*******

 

— Why did you bring Kit to our secret refuges! You know they're reserved for our family! » Scorpia exclaimed furiously.

— I understand, but you should have seen the wonder in her eyes. It was like thousands of stars lighting up," Jade spoke calmly and serenely.

— Oh, no, don't tell me...," Scorpia interrupted, her anger mixed with concern. "Pull yourself together; you're headed for disaster. There's no place for you in her life or her heart, for that matter!

— I just want to be there for her, nothing more.

— What will you do when she leaves? Have you forgotten the pain Grace caused you?

— Kit has nothing in common with Grace.

— How can you be so sure? You don't even know her!

— Cause she came to honor the memory of her lost love. When she talks about it, you can feel so much passion but also immense sorrow.

Scorpia's sharp words awakened an old pain in Jade, the memory of the day Grace broke her heart. The recollection was painful.

 

*******

 

The two sisters were sitting on the beach that bordered the family restaurant, watching the waves break on the shore. The wind gently blew through their hair.

Scorpia sensed the sadness in her sister's eyes. "Is everything okay?"

Jade stared at the horizon, then suddenly burst into tears, crying her heart out. It was a deep pain she was expressing, her breath hitching between each shed tear.

Scorpia held her in her arms. "What happened ?" She asked the question even though she knew the answer.

— Grace left me. She claimed she found someone else who could give her more than I ever did.

Scorpia was both deeply saddened and incredibly angry at the person who had just broken her sister's heart. She couldn't hide her emotions.

— I never liked her. If I ever run into her, I… (She held her sister tightly, as if trying to contain her anger.) I'm sorry you have to go through this. I'm here, little sister. I won't let anyone hurt you again. I just hope you won't let this wound stop you from loving again. You deserve to be loved the way you love others.

Scorpia's anger pulled Jade out of her sad memories.

 

*******

 

The tension was palpable between the two sisters.

"I haven't forgotten, Scorpia, what you told me after you comforted me," Jade said.

Melissa arrived at that moment, putting an end to the argument.

"Kit has just arrived."

Jade joined her, leaving her sister with her mother.

— Honey, you shouldn't have brought up Grace's name. Arguing with your sister won't help and won't change her mind. She's an adult and will make her own decisions.

— An adult!!!! With her crazy dreams!!! And... She shouldn't be getting attached to Kit like this, in such a short time. Mom, we all know that sooner or later Kit will leave, and Jade will be hurt. (Scorpia couldn't contain her anger.)

— Feelings aren't something we can control, and they're not limited by time. Sometimes, it sweep us up instantly, without warning. That's the magic of human connections. Neither you nor I can predict what tomorrow will bring. (Melissa spoke to her daughter, her gaze soothing, hoping to calm her anger.)

Scorpia let out a sigh. "I've always been there to fix her mistakes, but this time, I don't think I can."

Melissa placed a comforting hand on her daughter's shoulder. "Scorpia, my honey, you can't control your sister's feelings. Whatever happens, it's important that we're there for her, that we support her, even if we don't fully understand her. Let's go eat."

"I have things to do."

 

*******

 

The meal had taken place in a friendly atmosphere, but Scorpia's absence was a silent reminder of her argument with Jade.

While Kael had enthusiastically spread out a map of the island on the table, he had started showing Kit all the beautiful places to visit. Each of the descriptions was filled with anecdotes, fascinating details, and personal stories, making each location even more appealing.

Jade slipped gently into the conversation, adding a touch of humor to it, although the weight of the argument with her sister still lingered in her mind. She wished she could share this warm atmosphere with her sister, to show her how special Kit was. She hoped that with time, Scorpia would get to know her and eventually accept her presence.

« By sharing each of our adventures on this island with her, Kit is with us until dawn," Jade said.

Kit smiled, and even Kael's expression seemed to soften. He grumbled, "Go help your mother in the kitchen."

The itinerary that Kit had meticulously prepared for Emma was now spread out before them. Her fingers delicately traced the paths drawn on the map, highlighting each place carefully chosen by Emma, as if she could feel her presence through them.

Jade approached gently. Her proximity made Kit startle. Her heart began to beat faster, and her body trembled from within. She tried to hide this internal conflict, as her feelings for Emma were still very much alive within her.

"You know, there's so much more on this island than what can be seen on a map. Some of the most fascinating stories remain hidden. Each place holds a little secret, a story waiting to be discovered. Just like this place," Jade said.

The moment Jade placed her hand on the map, close to Kit's, the latter slowly withdrew hers, overwhelmed by a feeling of attraction and fear. She forbid herself from betraying her lost love.

Kael, who had been silently following the conversation, chimed in, "That's what makes this island so special. There's a magic in its lands that goes far beyond appearances."

Kit let her thoughts wander, "I understand Emma's passion for this island and her desire to come here better now."

Kael, surprised, was about to speak up when Jade stopped him with a nod.

As the conversation between Kit and Kael progressed, Kit was swept away by a wave of nostalgia. She thought of her father with the painful certainty that she would never share this kind of experience with him. She was both overwhelmed by the determination to honor Emma's memory and saddened by the void her father had left in her life. Kael brought her back to reality.

— Young lady, I hope all of this will help you during your stay with us.

— Yes, thank you for your help.

— Jade, why don't you take your friend to get her car?

— Let's go.

 

*******

 

When the two friends entered Boorman's warehouse, the air was immediately filled with the distinctive smell of metal and wood, a mixture of aromas that was both raw and rich. This place was a true maze of treasures. All sorts of strange and bizarre objects were stacked from floor to ceiling. Old, battered cars were next to ancient statues, age-old musical instruments, works of art, and heaps of other unusual curiosities, including some broken items. It was as if the two young women had just stepped into a museum of eccentric wonders.

What captivated Kit the most was the name of the warehouse written in handwritten capital letters above the entrance: "Boorman's Bazaar. Everything you seek, Boorman finds for you." She couldn't help but smile as she read those words.

— What is this place, Jade? It looks like a location that would hide all the lost treasures of the island.

— You haven't seen the end of your surprises. Wait until you meet the owner.

Kit couldn't resist the temptation to touch the strange objects piled up on the shelves. She reached her hand towards an old copper lantern, her fingers sliding over the worn surface, and then a pirate compass adorned with gold, admiring the smooth texture against her skin.

She was interrupted by a cheerful voice coming from the back of the warehouse. "Careful, young lady. We touch with our eyes, not with our hands, otherwise who knows what might happen! Each item here is magical."

Boorman, the man behind this artistic chaos, was just as eccentric as his hideout. He wore a top hat crowned with round glasses, dressed in a paint-splattered waistcoat, and his beard and long black hair gave him a mysterious and enigmatic air.

"Welcome, ladies, to the sanctuary of the unpredictable," he exclaimed in a voice that echoed throughout the warehouse.

Boorman zigzagged his way toward them through the mountains of objects.

He addressed Kit, "Are you looking for something specific, or would you prefer to let chance be your guide?"

Kit and Jade exchanged an amused glance. The place and the man were so eccentric that it was hard to tell if Boorman was serious or not.

But Jade put an end to his act, saying, "Stop it, Boorman. She's with me. We're here to pick up the car."

"Ah, okay. You must be Kit. Follow me."

He led them through the maze of odd objects to the back of the warehouse, where a collection of vintage cars was parked.

They stopped in front of a lime green Jeep Wrangler with an orange interior, which amused

Kit. "You certainly like colorful cars," she remarked.

Boorman grinned widely and theatrically tossed the car keys to Kit.

"May it bring you as many adventures as the island itself, young lady. And don't forget, if you need anything else, Boorman is here to serve you."

As she was about to get into the vehicle, something caught her attention. It was a small vintage motorcycle, a gray-purple Honda Super Club C50. She approached the motorcycle, admiring the design. She could feel the slight roughness of the chipped paint under her palms, the smoothness of the aged leather saddle, all the irregularities of wear that spoke of many past adventures. Her hands wrapped around the handlebars, and she felt the familiar sensation of rubber against her skin. Every contact with the motorcycle seemed to awaken a long-dormant passion within her. The scent of the bike, a mixture of old oils, gasoline, and metal, was the scent of adventure and freedom.

She looked up to meet Boorman's enthusiastic gaze. "It's amazing!" she exclaimed. "A Super Club C50, am I right?"

Boorman nodded, impressed by Kit's knowledge of motorcycles.

"Exactly. It hasn't been ridden in years," he said, pausing before continuing thoughtfully. "Here's an offer for you. If you can get it up and running again, it's yours."

"Really ?"

Kit was tempted by the offer, but she remembered that Emma had been against the idea of her riding a motorcycle, fearing she might lose her. Out of love, she had agreed not to pursue it, but life had ultimately taken Emma away from her.

"Thank you for the offer, but I'll have to decline," Kit said, choosing to respect her lost love’s wishes.

Before the girls left the warehouse, Boorman called out to Jade, "Don't forget about Wednesday night. We're expecting you and your sister."

Jade replied with a radiant smile lighting up her face, "I'll be there. Looking forward to seeing what you have in store for us."

Boorman turned his gaze to Kit and said, "Hey, young lady, you're welcome too."

Kit smiled but remained silent.

"Tchao, Boorman," Jade exclaimed before they left.

 

As they stood in front of Kit's apartment, the street was bathed in the gentle glow of the moon, casting mystical shadows on the sidewalk. The silence was broken only by the sounds of waves on the shore, accompanied by the nocturnal chorus of animals.

Jade turned to Kit with a friendly smile. "So, what do you think of the car?"

"It's an absolute joy to drive."

Before Jade left, Kit called out to her. "Thank you, Jade, for this day, for... your kindness and your family's hospitality towards me. Thank you for everything."

"Oh, it's nothing. It's just how we are. Come on, get some rest, tomorrow you start your first day at the restaurant. See you tomorrow. Have a good night."

"Good night. See you tomorrow."

Alone at home, Kit thought about the day, which had been both joyful and sad. She had spent wonderful moments with Jade, but she couldn't help thinking about Emma's absence, the void in her heart that seemed impossible to fill. Doubt crept in.

"Emma, my love, these beautiful moments, I imagined them with you by my side. You wanted us to come here to help me heal my wounds. This motorcycle could bring me a hint of freedom if I accepted Boorman's offer. But I made the right decision. If you had met this man, not only would you have thought he came straight out of a fantasy tale, but his demeanor would have also made you laugh a lot."

This day had introduced her to the warmth of Jade's friendship, the kindness of her parents, and even the endearing eccentricity of Boorman. She had felt the weight of her sadness slightly lift. She lay down, closed her eyes, and fell asleep, letting the memories of these moments blend with those of Emma in her dreams.

 

 

 

 

Part 5

 

 

New Winds

 

 

Kit was both excited and nervous; it had been a few years since she'd last worked as a barmaid. As she entered the restaurant, the bewitching aroma of the kitchen filled the air. Jade, welcoming as usual, came to meet her.

- Ready for the first day ? she asked

- Yes, but I haven't been in the business for three years. Kit replied, trying to hide her nervousness, her fingers discreetly brushing the edge of the counter.

Scorpia came out of the kitchen and joined them. "Hello, here's the cocktail menu and in this notebook designed by our mother, you'll find the different ingredients used. If you need anything, don't hesitate." She declared confidently, frowning slightly, before returning to the kitchen.

Kit couldn't help joking to dispel her anxiety about the first days of a new job and the coldness between them. "Good, General." she murmured.

She stood behind the counter, anxious, feeling Jade's soothing gaze.

- Everything's going to be fine. Don't worry." she assured him, offering him a comforting smile.

Melissa arrived just then, "My darlings, I'm so proud of all of you. You're going to make this restaurant magical." she declared tenderly.

Kit felt a sense of gratitude and encouragement at these kind words, offering her a little more serenity.

 

During the first few hours of service, Jade would stand by her side, helping her master the preparation of cocktails while sharing anecdotes. Every time their hands brushed or their eyes met, Kit felt overwhelmed by a wave of conflicting emotions. Jade's gestures were fluid and assured, but every time she touched her, a spark of electricity ran through her body. These shared moments were both enjoyable and confusing for Kit. She tried to stay focused on preparing the cocktails in order to dissipate this growing inner tension.

For her part, while organizing the utensils, a concerned Scorpia kept a watchful eye on the budding relationship between the two young women. Melissa, busy supervising the preparation of the dishes, couldn't help smiling at her daughter's protective demeanor. "They seem to be adapting well to each other," she said in a gentle voice.

- I don't know, Mom. I don't want Jade to get hurt again.

Melissa put a hand on her daughter's shoulder, "Sweet heart, Kit seems like a beautiful person. Look how your sister glows. Give her a chance. Don't be too hard on her."

Scorpia nodded slightly and frowned "I'll keep an eye on them anyway."

She resumed her work, continuing to cast occasional brief glances towards the counter. When she felt they were too close, she opened the kitchen door and discreetly waved in Jade's direction.

"I must go. My sister's waiting for me in the kitchen to serve. But if you need anything, I'm not far away." she added,

As Jade walked away, Kit's nervousness gradually subsided, replaced by a sense of calm.

 

As the day progressed, Kit felt his anxiety gradually dissipate, exchanging knowing smiles with Jade.

The restaurant was buzzing with laughter and lively conversation, fragrant with the culinary smells emanating from the kitchens. This atmosphere took her back three years, to a time when she was working in a pub to serve a clientele of university students and finance her studies.

 

*******

 

The nostalgia of this memory was both warm and melancholy.

That evening, the atmosphere seemed to be peaceful, until the arrival of a group of four friends, including Emma, who had come to celebrate her birthday.

"Girls, this is my party! Let's have some fun! The cocktails are on me." she exclaimed, beaming and full of energy.

The moment she entered the pub, her presence lit up the atmosphere with her joyful laughter, which mingled with the ambience. Kit was immediately captivated by the sweetness of her voice and her mischievous gaze. She couldn't take her eyes off the graceful figure, dressed in jeans and a bustier, which highlighted her natural beauty. As her friends settled in, the young woman approached the bar. A dazzling smile lit up her face, captivating Kit's gaze as she tried not to feel unsettled.

- Hi! Can I have your most special cocktail to celebrate my birthday ?

- Sure, I think I've got just the thing. Kit replied, with a mixture of nervousness and enthusiasm.

As she prepared her drink, she couldn't help but sneak glances at Emma, who occasionally turned to her impatient friends.

- Here's your birthday cocktail.

The young woman took the glass, her sparkling eyes meeting Kit's, a spark of complicity emerging between them, revealing reserved emotions.

- Thanks, Kit. It looks delicious.

She raised the glass to her lips, gazing languorously at her interlocutor. The drink was both soft and sweet.

- Wow, that's excellent. Can you make three more for my friends ?

- I'll bring them to you.

Emma returned to her group of friends. As she sat down, one of them teased her, "I think you've made a real impression on her." For her part, Kit was fascinated by the way she radiated happiness and drew people around her.

The evening unfolded in an atmosphere of cocktails, laughter and lively discussion, to the musical beat of a local rock band. In the midst of this festive atmosphere, the two young women exchanged a fleeting, even shy, smile, an invitation to share this fleeting moment of complicity.

Time had passed quickly and the evening was drawing to a close. Before leaving the pub, Emma approached the counter. "Your cocktail was really delicious. I'm Emma, by the way."

Kit felt her heart skip a beat, "I'm so glad you liked it. I'm Kit."

A glint of excitement shone in Emma's eyes as she walked away with her friends. A shy smile played on Kit's lips as she murmured, "Maybe I'll see you soon."

 

*******

 

"Kit, are you okay? You seem out of it." Jade asked, noticing the distant expression on her friend's face.

The young woman blinked, returning to the present moment, smiling sadly. "All's well. Thanks, Jade. It's just memories resurfacing."

Jade sensed the complexity of her friend's emotions, "Memories can be both sweet and heartbreaking."

Much more than just memories, Kit had felt that Emma had walked through the doors of this restaurant to find her. "I thought that by coming to The Brigthly Stars Island, I might find some semblance of inner peace, but instead, this place keeps rekindling my far too deep pain." She murmured, letting out her pent-up emotions.

- Sometimes places that seem to be refuges become mirrors of our sorrows.

 

The morning was drawing to a close. The last customers had finished their meal and were about to leave the restaurant. In a burst of joy and excitement, Jade, her face beaming, grabbed Kit's hand, "Bravo, all the customers seemed delighted, even our regulars." The young woman, caught off guard by this friendly gesture, folded her fingers so as not to graze Jade's. "Thank you, Jade, for your support."

Melissa approached the counter, a benevolent smile on her face, accompanied by Scorpia. "I'm delighted with the work you've done this morning. She winked at Scorpia, "Good job. That's not all, but I need to clean the kitchen."

 

A few hours later, Jade joined Kit sitting by the beach, holding her itinerary tightly like a precious treasure.

"May I ?" Jade asked softly.

Kit looked at her furtively, "Yes."

She sat down beside her, preferring silence so as not to rush her or hurt her with words that might be awkward, her eyes fixed on the ocean.

A brief moment passed, thus, in an understanding and respectful silence, before Kit finally spoke. "This itinerary is all I have left as a link with Emma."

- Emma lives inside you, in every heartbeat, every breath, every memory.

Kit smiled discreetly, touched by her friend's empathy.

Jade stood up, "Come with me."

- What ?

- Come with me.

- Are you going to take me to one of your secret places ?

- Oh no, much more than that, I'm going to lead you to my dream.

 

Jade led Kit to the fishing port, a completely atypical place where the colorful boats, each uniquely designed and painted, seemed to sway on the crystal-clear waters. Each boat was adorned with symbols, protective signs, carefully placed by the island's fishermen to honor the mystical spirits of the sea.

Sunlight bathed the place in a soft golden glow. As they moved forward, a sea breeze caressed Kit's face, carrying with it a light scent of salt. The turquoise waters sparkled like a shower of tiny diamonds.

The soft murmur of the waves whispered tales of distant lands and forgotten legends in Kit's ear.

Each little hut had its own unique charm, its own little touch of magic, each standing like a rainbow wall.

Jade stopped in front of a medium-sized sailboat dancing on the shimmering waters of the harbor, seemingly straight out of an enchanted fairy tale. Its pure white hull, smooth and polished, was adorned with wave-like patterns and floral designs that came to life under the caresses of the sun's rays. The silvery sails resembled light feathers, ready to unfurl and vibrate in the breeze. Decorated with stars, each one containing a piece of magic shimmering beneath its brilliance.

"This is my dream." Jade murmured with a touch of emotion in her voice. Every word carried her aspirations.

- It's magnificent.

- Come on, let's go aboard.

Kit had just entered a veritable enchantment, intoxicated by the smell of wood. She walked among sculptures of mythical sea creatures, mermaids and nymphs, ready to awaken at any moment.

- Did you carve all these figures ?

- With my father. Come on, I'll show you around.

It was magnificent, and she could feel the softness of the wood as she placed her hand on the shiny banister. The young woman discovered a cabin, with walls adorned with marine animals - dolphins, seahorses, starfish - lit by a soft orange lantern casting a warm glow. The bed faced a window offering a superb panoramic view of the ocean.
She was dazzled by this sailboat, which seemed to be inhabited by Jade's magic and dreams, ready to take her on marvellous adventures at the whim of the winds.

- It's incredible! It's like entering a magical world. You've put so much passion into every detail.

- It's not over yet, I still have more to do. I want this boat to reflect adventure and freedom.

The two young women now stood at the stern of the sailboat, admiring the sunset reflected on the ocean, creating a warm, romantic atmosphere. Seeking respite from her inner pain, Kit allowed herself to be drawn into the growing complicity with Jade. Jade, noticing a subtle change in her friend's expression, gently suggested, "You know, you could join me on this adventure, make this boat even more beautiful than it is."

Kit gently turned her gaze towards her, disconcerted "Ho... I... Jade, I…"

Seeing that his proposal had confused her, she pulled herself together, "I mean, you could think about it."

She smiled discreetly. Suddenly, Jade delicately took her hand, gently caressing the bandage. Surprised, Kit wanted to pull it away, but the way her friend was holding it prevented her from doing so.

- Do you want to talk about it ?

Kit's eyes turned away, staring at the orange horizon, reluctant to share this trying stage of her life, but Jade's sincere affection urged her to speak up: "They're just painful memories. Emma was convinced that coming here would allow me to mend this scar. Unfortunately, some scars can't be fixed."

Without a word, the young woman hugged her, eager to ease the weight of her grief. Reluctant at first, Kit eventually relented to the comforting embrace. She clung to Jade as if to absorb all the comfort she was offering and closed her eyes, savoring this intimate exchange, letting the pain of the past temporarily fade away. Jade's embrace brought Kit a brief moment of sweetness in her troubled world. Feeling the warmth of this friendship had shaken the shell she'd built around her grief. The waves rocked the sailboat as if to soothe them together and strengthen their embrace.

When they parted, Kit was a little lost between the pleasant moment that had brought her a little affection and the emotion of betrayal towards Emma's memory, like an infidelity to have found comfort in the arms of another.

Jade's tender gaze brought her back to reality, breaking the flow of her thoughts,

"We've got to get back to the restaurant."

The young woman nodded silently.

 

By late evening, as Kit made her way home, emotions were swirling inside her. It had been an exhausting day, but Melissa's warmth and Jade's embrace had brought her a tenderness she thought she'd never experience again.

She sat on the edge of the bed, lit by the subdued light of a bedside lamp. She carefully removed a photo of Emma from the shell of her cell phone. Despite the photo's wear, Emma's smile was as radiant as ever. Kit placed it beside her, grabbed her notebook, in which every page mirrored her innermost thoughts, and began to write a fictitious letter to the love of her life. Her eyes went from her words to the photo.

 

"My dear, sweet Emma,

Here I sit, surrounded by the memories that unite us. How I wish I could hear your voice, your laughter, cherish you, share every moment on this island by your side. This place, which for you was supposed to bring me comfort, continues to carry the weight of this pain that still haunts me.

Today, I let myself be carried away by this new emotion that only increases when I'm in Jade's presence. I never thought I could feel this way about anyone else. Sometimes I feel as if I'm betraying you by sharing my sorrows with Jade and giving in to her affection.

She's full of tenderness and understanding that gives me a little respite and helps me to let go of this suffering. I feel torn between my love for you and this new encounter.

It's so difficult because every smile I exchange, every moment I share with Jade pushes me to let go a little more of my pain and my past. Every moment spent with her is a painful reminder of my internal dilemma.

It frightens me, because I refuse to lose you forever, I refuse to forget you. I want to keep you preciously in my heart. You hold a place in my heart that no one else can take.

I love you."

 

 

She fell asleep, Emma's photo against her heart.

 

 

Part 6

 

Between Past and Present

Co-writer : Elodie DragonMistic

A soft morning light gently awoke Kit from her daydreams, lulled by memories of Emma that still permeated every corner of her room. She got up, leaving her notebook on the bedside table, preparing for her new day. However, the events of the previous day had unsettled her, subtly manifesting themselves in her every hesitant gesture and the troubled look she furtively caught in the mirror.

Arriving at the restaurant, she exchanged a shy smile with Jade before plunging into work. The day passed between services and cocktails, complicit exchanges and glances that spoke louder than words.

Jade mentioned Boorman's invitation.

— Ready for tonight? she asked.

Kit hesitated, her eyes reflecting a deep uncertainty. Going to this party represented a confrontation with her complex emotions and with the spark that was growing inside her, a spark named Jade. She let out a sigh before answering.

— I'm not sure it's a good idea for me to come.

But Jade persisted.

— And missing the Boorman parties that the whole island is talking about, impossible. (She put her hand on her friend's shoulder.) It'll just be a chance to have some fun. We can go together if you like.

Although the idea of being at this party filled her with apprehension, she finally agreed.

The hour drew near. When she opened the door, Jade's sparkling eyes awakened a glimmer of wonder in her. A mutual attraction captured in their knowing glances settled in. Although still reserved, Kit took a deep breath, preparing herself to face the life that continued to unfold around her.

Once there, the two friends found themselves immersed in a magical, enchanting atmosphere. Strings of lights surrounding the façade of Boorman's warehouse projected their dancing glow onto Jade's sparkling dress, making her even more seductive. At her side, wearing elegant black canvas pants and a navy-blue silk blouse, Kit radiated an aura of mystery and charm.

The mystical sound of musical notes, at times soft and melodious, at others percussive, combined with the enchanting scent of jasmine, carried by a gentle breeze, overwhelmed Kit with a sense of fulfillment.

The two friends were mingling with guests dressed in extravagant outfits, when Boorman, as eccentric as ever, swapping his paint-splattered vest for a psychedelic jacket, matching pants and fancy jewelry, joined them. His eyes widened with an enthusiastic smile.

— You look radiant !

Jade looked at him and replied with mischief.

— Thanks Boorman, but don't go overboard..

He placed a hand over his heart dramatically

— You make a magnificent couple.

Slightly embarrassed, Kit quickly retorted.

— We're friends.

Just then, a female voice, full of excitement, rang out in the distance.

— Jade !!!

Elora radiated unreal beauty. Dressed in white pants that harmoniously emphasized her gait, matched with a lace bustier. The lines and sophisticated cut of her outfit highlighted her natural grace, caressed by magic. Her face lit up with a radiant smile, she rushed to embrace her friend. In a burst of joy, Jade made the introductions.

— Elora, let me introduce you to Kit.

Kit smiled warmly.

— Kit, this is Elora, the island's pastry magician and our invaluable baker. She's our bread supplier.

— Ladies, I don't want to interrupt this wonderful sentimental moment, but if you'd like to head over to the buffet. Boorman exclaimed, spreading his arms wide, revealing the hearty dishes just waiting to be savored.

— Great idea, I'm starving. Said Elora enthusiastically.

Kit discovered a buffet of a thousand colors, pyramids of exotic fruits, alongside rivers of melted chocolate flowing down gourmet fountains, and veritable edible sculptures with heavenly names. A variety of seafood dishes, refreshing and phosphorescent cocktails.

— You're right, Jade, Boorman doesn't do things by halves !

Jade picked up a skewer of delicately grilled seafood and handed it to Kit.

— Here, taste this.

An explosion of flavors caressed every taste bud on her tongue, between the salty sensations and the tenderness of the grilled, spicy seafood. Kit felt transported into an ocean of delights. Her gaze met Jade's, creating a silent sensory connection between the two young women.

— Little did I know that behind this eccentric being was a famous cook.

Elora hurried to reply to Kit.

— Oh no, it wasn't Boorman who prepared all these dishes, but his friend and my baker : Lori.

Kit smiled before answering.

— In any case, this Lori seems to be an artist in the kitchen. It seems like every dish is an edible work of art. And you, Elora, what's your specialty ?

Elora laughed softly.

— My pastries. They have a fairytale touch, especially my muffins.

Jade couldn't help but intervene and add mischievously.

— You're very modest, Elora. Lori didn't cook all by himself, and the names of each preparation are rightfully yours.

Embarrassed, the young woman changed the subject.

— Welcome Kit to our enchanted world. Let yourself get lost in the magic that surrounds you.

Just then, a young man arrived, with casual elegance and a mischievous smile. He adjusted his jacket slightly, looked at Kit with an air of curiosity and declared in a soft, melodious voice.

— If magic hasn't enchanted you yet, Princess, perhaps a poetic melody might remedy that.

As he spoke, he approached Kit and curtsied, placing a soft kiss on the back of her hand.

— May I introduce myself : Graydon.

The young woman was taken aback by the man's long black hair flowing wildly around his face, and his beard accentuating his neat, elegant appearance, making him a man from a bygone era. He wore a dark suit with a white satin shirt. His vest, adorned with fleur-de-lis motifs, and a fine silk scarf accentuated his aristocratic style.

Elora smiled and answered Kit with a touch of humor.

— I don't know why, but he always thinks he's a prince from ancient times. (She turned gracefully to Graydon) My princely poet. she said before kissing him.

Graydon answered her lovingly.

— You radiate elegance, my love. I love it when you wear those refined pants and bustier. They enhance the sparkle in your eyes and your natural charm.

Exasperated, Jade retorted.

— We're going for a walk. she said, before walking away with Kit.

The two friends let themselves be carried away by the bewitching magic of the party, lost in the enchantment of a crowd vibrating to the rhythm of the music. The intoxicating phosphorescent drinks projected a verdant glow, reminiscent of fireflies dancing in the middle of the night in an enchanted forest. With every sip, a fruity explosion of exotic flavors ignited the palate. Every smile exchanged, every silence shared, forged a deepening emotional bond. Kit felt the weight of her emotions intensify, crescendoing, passionate, as she shared moments with Jade. Their eyes met, reflecting a glimmer of complicit tenderness.

A little later in the evening, everyone gathered around a campfire whose golden flames mingled with the blue of the starry night. Graydon played his flute, accompanied by local musicians improvising a gentle melody. The air was charged with aromas, a mixture of wood-fire smoke, the salty scent of the ocean and incense fragrances evoking a sense of mystery. The sea breeze gently caressed each member of the group, soothing them. Scorpia had joined them, snuggled up against Boorman, her eyes fixed on Kit.

As everyone was lulled to sleep by the music, Boorman took a deep breath and shared a few words with Kit.

— Graydon's parents have run the island's most famous family distillery for generations. They look forward to Graydon taking over.

— What does Graydon want to do ? Kit asked curiously.

Boorman smiles, delicately holding a cup of tea infused with local herbs.

— Well, he prefers to write poetry and play music. His grandmother used to say that music is a balm for the soul. He finds fulfillment in the arts, unlike the conventional family business.

Kit's face darkened slightly, her thoughts unconsciously wandering to Emma. She sighed before asking.

— Is it so difficult for him to reconcile his artistic aspirations with his family's expectations ?

Boorman shrugged his shoulders.

— I guess it's a daily struggle he has to face between his obligations and his choices.

Kit nodded and inhaled deeply, enjoying the sea breeze and the warmth of the campfire. She saw in Graydon's story her own emotional struggle.

The music gently stopped and the musicians put down their instruments. Scorpia turned to Elora.

— Why don't you tell us the story of the island's guardian.

Everyone cheered her heartily.

— Ok. A long time ago, a man seeking redemption for all his past deeds was lost at sea. Alone on his boat, doomed to certain death, he was drawn by a distant call. The benevolent spirits, protectors of the island and nature, had just saved his life. Discovering the beauty of this place, he let himself be guided by the songs in every tree, every leaf, every trickle of the waves.

Considered a living link between magic and the inhabitants, he became the island's guardian. Some say he's always there, his spirit linked to this enchanted place. In quiet moments in the middle of the night, it's possible to hear his whispers in the sound of the wind. Others claim to have seen lights guiding lost souls.

Lori arrived just then, and as she joined the group, he added.

— As much as this island has a bright, salvific side, it also has a side that will engulf anyone in the abyss of their soul.

Scorpia angrily stormed off.

— Damn it, Lori, you just ruined the mood !

But Lori insisted.

— Come on, Scorpia, don't tell me you've never felt there was something sinister going on.

Scorpia shook her head.

— No, I don't feel anything like that. This place is a source of healing and peace. That's all that matters to me.

— Fine, think what you like. But everyone knows that there can be no paradise without its dark side. This is the duality of all existing things. Shadow cannot exist without light.

To ease the tension, Boorman stood up and invited everyone to follow him.

— My faithful friends, it's time to honor our tradition of wishing lanterns.

He led them to a place where piles of lanterns twinkled like will-o'-the-wisps.

Jade, whose face was bathed in the soft light of a lantern, shared with Kit the secrets of this enchanted custom.

— It's an ancient tradition. We write our wish on this small parchment and place it in this lantern. We release it into the sky, and the universe makes it come true. Here, your turn.

She handed Kit a small piece of parchment and a lantern. The latter hesitated, skeptical at the idea, and murmured.

— A wish... Between the possible and the imaginary.

Enthralled by the mystique of the moment, Jade urged her friend to accept.

— You do have one wish, Kit. Everybody's got a wish.

— After all, we're on a magical island. she replied with a smile.

Kit took the small piece of parchment and the lantern and set off on her adventure. As she wrote her wish, it seemed to her that this intimate gesture carried meaning, as if each word placed on that small piece of parchment simultaneously connected her to Emma and freed her from her suffering.

As they launched their lanterns together, watching their ascent until they disappeared into the starry background, Kit, her eyes riveted on her wish, let a slightly melancholy thought turn to Emma.

Graydon roused them from their reverie by wrapping his arms around both of them, and with a big smile, shared the existence of a mystical presence at the party.

— Ladies, would you be up for an escapade into mystical territory ? A reliable source tells me that the island's most exceptional adventure teller is attending the party.

Kit and Jade exchanged glances. Without giving them time to react, Graydon led them through the crowd, directing their attention to a small, secluded tent. The red sails danced in the night breeze, giving off a subdued glow.

Before leaving them, he spoke passionately.

— Ready to let yourself be guided through the twists and turns of spiritualism ?

— I think when it comes to magic, or whatever you want to call it, I'll be fine. Kit replied dryly.

But Jade, her eyes sparkling with excitement, was no longer listening to her friend.

— Absolutely, Graydon, we're ready. she says excitedly.

She ignored Kit's skeptical look and headed for the little tent. Kit sighed before following her, murmuring to herself, "You look too much like Emma, Jade."

Graydon left them, winking and smiling.

Inside, an enigmatic woman awaited them, seated at a small round table draped in a white velvet veil, on which rested various esoteric tools. Her hands, gloved with fine black lace, were clasped in front of her, and her mysterious allure was accentuated by a long, dark cloak that concealed most of her body. Her untidy, deep-black hair framed her face with indiscernible features, concealed by the flickering light of the candles on the table.

With a graceful wave of her hand, she invited the two friends to sit down. The young women complied, looking at each other in silence before taking their seats.

The fortune-teller gently took each woman's hand, her gloved fingers gliding tenderly over their skin. Despite the aura of mystery that surrounded her, this woman seemed imbued with benevolence. When she spoke, her soft, melodious voice echoed in their minds.

Whispering, she said :

— Together, we'll explore the depths of your soul, where your most secret aspirations and deepest fears reside. I invite you to surrender to this experience, to let go and trust the process. Be open and honest with yourself.

She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply to harmonize her own vibrations with those of Kit and Jade. After a few seconds, she lifted her eyelids and stared at the two friends, but her attention was particularly focused on Kit.

— There are so many shadows in your Kit eyes, the past intertwined with the present, both linked by a strong pain in your soul, a burden you can no longer carry or hide behind that bandage.

Kit shivered at the words, the candlelight flickering to the rhythm of her anxious heart. Her voice trembled slightly as she asked:

— Who are you, anyway ? How do you know my name and what do you know of my pain ?

Preoccupied by what she had just heard and her friend's reaction, Jade gently placed a comforting hand on her arm while whispering softly :

— It's all right, Kit.

The fortune-teller smiled slightly at Jade's reaction, then took a deep breath before answering Kit.

— I am the messenger of the past and the present. I see beyond appearances and feel the soul's deepest emotions. Your pain is so visible in your aura, a suffering that has haunted you for far too long. What remains is an absence, a love, both unfinished. Your father knew the secrets of this island. Your beloved Emma left you a flame that consumes you.

The words struck Kit like an icy punch to the soul. Her heart raced, sweeping away any attempt at inner calm. Not knowing what to think or feel, between anger, sadness and perhaps hope. She tried to conceal her emotions, but the tone of her voice betrayed her when she asked :

— My father... What do you know about my father ?

Stunned by the evolution of the session, as she became aware of the intense pain linked to this absent father tormenting her friend's soul, Jade tightened her embrace on Kit's arm to show her presence and support, addressing her with a look of solicitude.

The fortune-teller continued to address Kit in a soft, soothing voice.

— Explore this island, Kit, discover its mysteries, dive deep into your soul. It's time to release those emotions and thoughts that hold you back. Don't be afraid of what you might discover, for it's in exploring your deepest truths that you'll find peace.

Caught up in rage, a storm of fury swirling inside her, Kit stood up abruptly.

— That's enough!!! She exclaimed as she left.

Jade turned back to the fortune-teller, her face marked by concern.

— Sorry.

But before she could leave the room, the mysterious woman called out to her.

— You were destined to meet in this place, Jade. Your destinies are intimately linked.

*******

Overwhelmed by her emotions, Kit decided to isolate herself, and as she walked through the drunken, joyful crowd, she felt a mysterious call that guided her towards Boorman's warehouse.

As she explored this unusual place, a temple of heaps of objects, each stranger than the last, the lights flickered, creating dancing shadows on each shelf. Her footsteps led her to the motorcycle. She turned to Emma.

— What am I doing here, Emma ? I don't know what to think, what to feel.

She placed her hand on the motorcycle seat, closed her eyes and let the silence wash over her.

Suddenly, a presence at her side broke the stillness of her thoughts. Kit reopened her eyes and saw a shadow approaching her. For a brief moment, she thought she saw Emma's face, but as the figure took shape, she realized it was Jade. Jade gave her a sympathetic look.

— I'm... I'm sorry, Kit, about what happened at the seance. she murmured tenderly.

But as her friend remained silent, looking back at the bike, Jade tried to soften the situation.

— Are you going to restore it ?

Kit took a deep breath and nodded her head.

— I can’t.

— Kit, accepting Boorman's offer doesn't mean you'll betray Emma's memory. (She paused before adding.) Do you think she would have wanted you to stop living ?

— What do you know about what she would have liked or not ! You don't know her !

— Kit, listen to me, I...

Jade tried to calm her down, but Kit, her fists clenched, took a deep breath, her emotions still bubbling up inside her, and cut the conversation short.

— Coming here was a terrible mistake !

She left, leaving Jade alone, silent, meditating on what had just happened.

When the young woman returned to her group of friends, Scorpia couldn't help but intervene when she saw her sister's sad face.

— Where is she ? Scorpia asked sharply.

— Stop it, I have neither the desire nor the strength to argue with you. Jade replied in exasperation.

In order to calm the tension between the two sisters, Elora addressed Jade gently.

— Come with me.

She pulled her away from her sister and began to question her.

— What happened ?

— I hurt Kit's feelings unintentionally by mentioning Emma. She locked herself in her anger. she replied sadly.

Elora took her hands.

— It's painful for her, caught between her past emotions and the present. Find her. Just tell her you're sorry. I don't think her anger is directed at you, but rather at herself.

*******

Kit walked along the moonlit beach, seeking some solitude to soothe her spirit. She gazed at the horizon, where the stars, twinkling on the surface of the ocean, lulled her soul with the gentle melody of the waves. The solitude and contemplation of this natural immensity were for her a refuge from the emotional storm that overwhelmed her. When she turned her head, her gaze met that of Jade, motionless, a few yards away. Without a word, a torrent of emotions passed between them. The gentle breeze caressed their faces and accompanied Jade's footsteps, an echo of tenderness vibrating in the air of that magical night.

She stopped beside Kit, their eyes gazing at each other. She spoke tenderly.

— I'm sorry Kit, I didn't mean to hurt you. I know how hard it is for you, this suffering you're going through.

Jade gently took her hand. Kit shivered involuntarily at the touch and, against all expectations, welcomed the gesture by tightening her fingers around Jade's.

— I'm sorry, Jade, for getting so carried away. I don't know how to deal with all this, my emotions, my pain.

— You don't have to face it alone.

Kit smiled slightly, then let herself go against Jade. The two women remained silent, lulled by the gentle melody of the waves. Their heartbeats were in tune, and a feeling of peace washed over them. The moon illuminated their silhouettes. They remained entwined, enjoying the moment.

*******

Alone at home, Kit couldn't get the fortune-teller's words out of her head. Sitting on her bed, she tried to understand the meaning of her words.

She murmured to herself, "What connection could my father have with this island ?"

Just then, she plunged her hand into the cover of her notebook and pulled out a photo of Emma. As she looked at the portrait, she thought back to the vision of the warehouse.

« Were you really there ? This place is driving me crazy. »

She thought, overwhelmed by a mixture of confusion and apprehension.