Julian’s POV
We walked a little further down the street, the chill in the air growing sharper as the sun started dipping lower.
Samantha kept a steady pace beside me, her footsteps light, and every so often, she'd glance up at the storefronts as we passed by, taking in the charm of the small town.
It was a simple kind of peaceful, a far cry from the hustle of the city. It was the kind of place where people knew each other, where nothing seemed rushed or out of place.
We rounded the corner, and just ahead, I spotted a small coffee shop tucked between two buildings.
The warm glow from the windows looked inviting, and the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafted out into the air, making my stomach rumble.
“Hey, how about we stop in here for a quick drink?” I asked, gesturing toward the
