Aria Amethyst’s Point of View
The soft morning breeze brushed against my cheeks as I folded the last of our blankets. Around us, the forest was quiet—too quiet, as if even the trees knew this was our last day here.
“Our last day already…” I whispered to myself, unable to hide the sadness coloring my voice.
Blue looked up from where he was rolling up the tent poles. “Are you sad about that?”
I didn’t even bother to pretend. I nodded gently.
Three days.
Three whole days of peace.
Three whole days of laughter, quiet moments, stolen glances, playful teasing, and the kind of happiness that made my chest feel warm from the inside out.
Three days where the world felt like it paused just for the two of us.
And now… it was ending.
“I wish we could stay longer,” I whispered, staring at th
