Luca’s POV
The park is quiet, except for the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze and the distant laughter of children playing.
It’s peaceful here, almost like the whole world has paused to catch its breath. The sun is gentle, filtering through the high branches of the massive oak tree above, casting a comforting patchwork of shadows across the soft grass. It feels like a moment suspended in time, a brief escape from everything outside this space.
I glance at Abigail whose, sitting cross-legged beside me under the shade of the oak. She’s staring out at the small pond in front of us, her expression distant, her posture rigid as though she’s trying to distance herself from the moment.
The silence stretches between us, thick with unspoken thoughts. I've studied her to be kind of p
