Sam woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside her window on a cold winter morning. She stretched her arms and legs, feeling the warmth of her blankets envelop her. As she lay there, she couldn't help but remember the happy moment when Desmond proposed to her just a few days ago.
She closed her eyes and replayed the scene in her mind. They had been out for a picnic in Nan's enchanted garden, which felt warm even in winter. But the warmth was overcome by the winter air, yet it felt crisp and refreshing. Desmond had led her to a secluded area near the river, where he had set up a small table with a candle, a bottle of wine, and a few different dishes and fruits. As they sat down, he told her how much he'd grown accustomed to having her around him and how funny it was that she changed him. Desmond also said a few things about how he loved her, but Sam thought it was just his usual way of teasing her, so she didn't react.
