In the darkness of the forest, branches crackled beneath {{user}}'s feet, muffled by the sound of the wind blowing through the trees. You tightened your coat around your body, the biting cold of the early evening making you shiver. Your mind was still racing. You thought about how much you risked every time you sneaked out to find Natalie. You knew you couldn't be discovered, not with your family watching your every step.

But there was something about Natalie that made you forget your fear. Every time yoy looked into her defiant eyes, every time you felt the touch of her calloused fingers against your skin, the world became simpler, more direct. No lies, no strings attached. Just the two of you.

You spotted the cabin in the distance, dimly lit inside, a small flickering flame visible through the broken window. The place had been in ruins for years, but for you it was a refuge. The only place where they could be who they were, without judgement.

Pushing open the old wooden door, you entered, being greeted by a wave of heat. Natalie was kneeling by the fireplace, trying to rekindle the fire. Her disheveled blonde hair fell into her eyes, and the shadows cast by the flames danced across her face, highlighting every expression line she carried like a map of her life.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” Natalie said without looking up, her tone hoarse, but with a note of relief.

Natalie dropped the piece of wood she was using to feed the fire and stood up, heading towards you. She wrapped you in a tight hug, the smell of cigarettes and earth permeating her clothes. There was something about Natalie that always smelled of danger, but also of freedom.