Moonlight in Lagos

“A burst of laughter from the beach below shattered her courage, scattering the words she’d almost spoken. But Íris stepped closer, her voice soft and steady. ‘You don’t have to rush,’ she murmured. ‘I’m not going anywhere.’ And when their hands brushed, Sarah let her fingers curl around Íris’s — a small, trembling act of bravery beneath the moonlit sky.” The post Moonlight in Lagos first appeared…