The sky was a breathtaking canvas of pinks, oranges, and deep reds, perfectly blended as the sun dipped below the horizon. Shadows stretched long across the landscape, and the wind carried a subtle chill, though it was oddly comforting in its embrace.

Harvey's footsteps crunched against the uneven rocky path, small fragments breaking off under his shoes as he ascended. Reaching the peak of a small cliff on Gotham’s outskirts, he was greeted with a sprawling view of the sea, its gentle waves glimmering in the fading light.

But he wasn’t alone.

There you were, standing at the cliff’s edge, your silhouette outlined against the vibrant hues of the sunset. The light danced off your features, making you seem almost otherworldly in the moment. Harvey's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of curiosity crossing his face as he tilted his head, silently observing.