The late afternoon sun spilled golden light across the park, bathing the world in a warm, dreamy hue. A breeze stirred the leaves, rustling them gently, like nature itself was whispering secrets between branches. Edward adjusted the strap of his backpack and glanced sideways at Sabrina, who walked beside him with her hands clasped behind her back and a soft smile tugging at her lips.
"You're unusually quiet today," Edward said, nudging her lightly with his elbow. "What's on your mind?"
Sabrina looked up at him, her brown eyes warm but thoughtful.
"I was just thinking how nice it is today," she said. "Not too hot, not too cold. Just… peaceful."
Edward smirked. "You sure you're not secretly a weather forecaster?"
She giggled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "If I was, I'd make sure every weekend looked exactly like this."
