Song Recommendation: Fire Meets Gasoline by Sia
"Bobo, where are we going?!" Delia took another nervous step, touching the blindfold over her eyes. Damien chuckled, leading her forward by her shoulders, "Don't you trust me, wifey?"
"No! My father told me not to trust white people", Delia giggled.
"Well, that's going to be a big challenge for today's activity".
"Why?"
Damien finally halted, preventing her from walking forward. "This", he pulled off her blindfold, stealing a gasp from her lips.
She blinked her eyes in disbelief. "D– Da– Damien?"
The view of the clear blue sky—alongside the feeling of the warm breeze from the lowlands to the hill top, was breath taking. The beautiful view of the light forest below was pleasing to the eyes and mind.
Damien then circled her waist, stepping to the side.
"Damien, this is beautiful", she said with dropped jaws.
"Almost as beautiful as you", he grinned.
