Julian's car rolled quietly through the streets, carrying them toward a place that had once been a haven for their shared memories. Soon, they arrived at a charming restaurant by the riverbank, far from the hustle and noise of the town.
The restaurant was open-air, with tables nestled under the wide expanse of the evening sky. The soft hum of conversation from the few patrons scattered across the space. It was quieter here, away from the chaos of daily life. For those seeking solace, it was a hidden gem.
The breeze from the river was cool and refreshing, and tiny fairy lights twinkled along the wooden fence that encircled the space. The soft glow of the moon reflected off the rippling water.
"Wow," Esme whispered in awe, taking in the tranquil beauty of the place. She turned slowly, her eyes lingering on the lights. "It's just like before," she mused nostalgically. "Nothing has changed."
