Samuel adjusted his cufflinks, his usual composed demeanor intact, though his eyes lingered on Zinnia as she stepped out of the car. She wore a flowing pastel gown that caught the light just right, making her look ethereal.
"You look stunning," he said, his voice low but sincere.
Zinnia glanced at him, surprised by the compliment. "Thank you," she replied softly. "You clean up well yourself."
Samuel smirked, brushing imaginary dust off his tailored suit. "I do try."
The photographer approached, a cheerful woman with a keen eye for detail. "Ah, you must be Zinnia and Samuel. Welcome! You both look amazing. This is going to be a beautiful shoot."
"Let's hope so," Samuel said, his tone polite but guarded.
Zinnia nodded, offering a small smile. "Thank you for making time for us."
The photographer clapped her hands together. "Alright, let's get started! We'll begin by the fountain. It's the perfect spot to capture the romantic vibe."
