- Zayn -
As I sank into the warmth of that evening, I couldn't help but reflect on how triumphant the day had been; it felt like a beautiful revival of our old life, a time when laughter and lightness were constants between us. The romantic dinner had been perfect, the candlelight flickering in a way that mirrored the spark reigniting in Lizzie's eyes.
After we finished our meal, we took a stroll around the property, the air crisp and fragrant with the scent of pine and leaves. Each playful banter, every flirty glance brought us closer, and those few hours became a tapestry of laughter woven with stolen kisses. It was as if we had forgotten the weight of the world around us, lost in our precious bubble.
I cherished the way she nestled against me so comfortably, her laughter ringing lik
