“That sounds perfect,” Lila replied. “Good night, Elias.” He gave a small wave, spun around, and strolled off. Lila lingered by the entrance of her apartment, her gaze following him, a daisy tucked behind her ear, sunflowers clutched in her grasp, and a surge of joy swelling
Once the film wraps up, I rise from my seat, give a good stretch, and make my way to the restroom to splash some water on my face. I snap a quick selfie—fresh-faced, with eyes that look weary yet content. It's the final photo of the night, so I store it away. 👜 Catching up wit