Eva Perez | Candy Scott

“ Siempre ,” she said. Always.

Candy finally glanced over. Her knuckles were scraped. Eva’s nails were immaculate. Between them, a single saltwater taffy lay unwrapped—pink as a sunrise, tough as a promise. eva perez candy scott

Eva tore the taffy in two. The snap echoed like a starting pistol. “ Siempre ,” she said