Shedding the restless rush of a boy, stepping into the untamed calm of a man.
An icy surge of grapefruit and crushed mint pierces the air, washing over theclean, sturdy skeleton of cedar and vetiver. It anchors, at last, in the deep,
magnetic warmth of sandalwood and amber.
Sharp. Magnetic. This is the awakening of twenty – the exact moment the boy
becomes the man, unapologetic and free.
