23/12/2024
Ethan chuckled. “No, but I saw you sitting here the other day. You seemed so lost in your world. I thought maybe music could join your quiet moments.” Surprised and flattered, Lila smiled. “I guess it worked. I’m Lila.” “Ethan,” he replied, offering his hand. Days turned into weeks, and their meetings at the bench became routine. Lila would sketch while Ethan played his guitar. They shared stories, dreams, and secrets, slowly weaving a connection that felt timeless. One evening, under a canopy of stars, Ethan stopped playing and turned to her. “Lila, can I show you something?” Fireflies are flying around and a bird is shining an unseen miracle on the path 🌟🎸🌠💫🎶