[ Author's PoV ]
There was something quite poetic about two lovers doing nothing but being in love with each other in the middle of no where when dawn breaks overhead, painting the dark sky with colours of blue and yellow and clouds filling in until even the last stars completely fade away letting the moon rest to give way to the sun that finally shows up above the horizon, the last moments of night disappearing to form the first rays of a new day.
Anna was more of a sunset person. To her, the time of dusk, when the sun was below the horizon and the sky was painted in various shades of crimson and orange and pink with freckles of blue and faint stars under the thick cloud cover was the peak of beauty she had ever known, watching one after other sunsets back at Idaho as a kid when she wai
