CHAPTER 27
HENRY’S POV
Layla and I strolled hand in hand through the serene corridors of the aquarium. The soft blue glow of the tanks bathed us in an otherworldly light, and the mesmerizing dance of fish captured our attention.
"Look at those angelfish," I pointed to a pair gracefully gliding through the water. "They look like they're wearing evening gowns."
Layla laughed, her eyes sparkling. "They certainly do! I've always found the underwater world fascinating."
We moved on to the next tank, home to a school of neon tetras. Their iridescent bodies shimmered as they darted around, creating a vibrant spectacle.
"These little guys are like nature's disco lights," I remarked.
Layla nodded in agreement. "It's incredible how such small creatures can bring so much color and life to the
