Eric understood her request and began searching for a place that would offer both peace and their desired treats. As they drove, he couldn't help but notice the way the sky seemed to be changing color, the clouds shifting and twisting into strange shapes. He shrugged it off as his imagination played tricks on him, but his instincts were telling him something was off.
The ice cream and drink shop they finally found was on the outskirts of the city, nestled between a small park and an empty field. The place was small, with only a few tables and chairs outside, but it was perfect for their needs. Eric parked the car and led Savannah to a table by herself, the soft breeze carrying the sweet scent of waffle cones and creamy ice cream.
Savannah sat down, her eyes fixed on the ice cream flavors
