Emily's POV
The night was perfect.
A cool breeze rolled through the city, the scent of sea salt in the air. The distant hum of laughter, soft chatter, and the occasional bark of a street vendor added to the relaxed ambience of the pier.
The park stretched along the waterfront like something out of a movie scene—warm streetlights flickering, illuminating the cobblestone pathways where couples walked hand in hand, whispering to each other like they were in their own little worlds.
A group of teenagers sat near the pier, laughing loudly as they passed around a bag of popcorn from a food stand. A little girl, no older than five, clutched an oversized ice cream cone as her dad knelt beside her, wiping away the sticky mess from her chin.
The smell of sea salt, fried food, and sugar filled t
