April and Zander spent their morning strolling through their neighbourhood. It was as peacefully quiet as one would expect for a Sunday morning and they soaked the tranquillity in as they enjoyed each other’s company. The sound of chirping birds was everywhere in the lush greenery that surrounded them. He eventually led them to a quaint little cafe. It looked old and family run, but was extremely charming and radiated warmth. They shared some coffee and pastries for breakfast before they left the shop.
Perhaps sensing her need to spend more time with him, Zander did not immediately lead her back home. Instead, they took a longer, more scenic route through a nearby park. They spoke, but April avoided asking him about where he had been the previous day. She did worry about how little he see
