Carlisle and Helen sat across from each other at a quaint little café, the soft hum of conversation around them creating a cozy atmosphere. The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, blending with the sweetness of pastries displayed on the counter. Carlisle couldn’t help but smile as he watched Helen stir her coffee, her delicate fingers moving gracefully.
"So, you’re a schoolteacher?" Carlisle asked, his tone warm with genuine interest.
Helen nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Yes, I teach kindergarten. It’s a lot of work, but I absolutely love it. The kids are so full of energy and curiosity. They keep me on my toes."
Carlisle leant in slightly, captivated by the light in her eyes as she talked about her job. "It sounds like you’re really passionate about it."
"I am,"
