When Anna came out after her shower, she saw the tall man standing by the terrace. She poured herself a glass of red wine and stood beside him.
The mountains were quiet, nothing like the city at night.
In the distance, only the faint outlines of the peaks were visible. Unnamed insects chirred all around, carrying a sense of freedom in the air.
“You like this place?”
“It’s nice. I’ve been buried in work these past few years. I hardly ever take vacations.”
She still found herself savoring the memory of the aurora they had watched together abroad.
“Want to go riding at the stables tomorrow?”
“Sure, but I haven’t ridden in years. I might…”
Before Anna could finish, an awkward sound drifted over from the neighboring room.
“Lucas, don’t rush…”
Anna instinctively tightened her grip on t
