*Theo*
The evening air is crisp, the kind that feels refreshing but not really chill, as we stroll along the gravel path that snakes through the ranch. The sun dips low on the horizon, casting golden hues across the sprawling fields, and I can’t help but smile at the serene beauty of it all, this definitely is different from New York.
The laughter of the twins echoes around me, their excitement palpable as they lead us toward the stables.
“Come on, come on! You’re gonna love her!” Rayne calls over her shoulder, her curls bouncing as she skips ahead. Her enthusiasm is infectious, and I find myself quickening my pace to keep up with her.
After dinner she had announced we had to come ser her horse, and Ryder suggested at stroll so we could check out things.
“Sugar Plum is the best horse
