A beautiful woman with flowing black hair walked through the bustling streets, her arms laden with bags of fruit and vegetables. She wore a long black dress that revealed only her shoulders and neck, her hair tied up in an elegant knot.
Heads turned as she passed by, not just for her beauty, but for the presence of the man walking beside her, a man with equally striking black hair and a strong, sturdy build.
His eyes were captivating, drawing attention wherever he went.
Together, they arrived at an average-looking building, neither too opulent nor too humble. As they entered, two little girls ran to greet them, their excitement palpable.
Emma and Eva, twins, embraced their mother, while their older brother Daniel stood nearby.
"Did you find Dune and Ned?" the girls asked.
Lina sighed heavily, her heart weighed down by worry. Daniel echoed her sentiments, his voice tinged with concern.
