The Waves of Love

Kathryn looked down at the pounding waves, wrapping her scarf tighter around herself. The sun cast a warm glow on her blue dress, and the distant screech of an albatross could be heard in the distance. The wind was howling like a thousand wolves. Kathryn heard footsteps on the sand behind her and turned around.

"What do you want?" She spat. Michael's eyes were pleading, but she wasn't ready to forgive him yet. "Did you expect me to forgive you?"

"No." Micheal looked down at his feet. "You could never forgive me." She turned away again, blonde hair flowing in the wind. Her eyes were cold, hard onyx beads. "But I can forgive you." Kathryn was startled into looking into his eyes.

"Forgive me? What did I do?" Kathryn looked into Micheal's deep, intelligent eyes.

"You were the one who screamed at my parents." He said